You are the sum total of everything you’ve ever seen, heard, eaten, smelled, been told, forgot – it’s all there. Everything influences each of us, and because of that I try to make sure that my experiences are positive.
Maybe I’ll give Broadway a try. But you know what would be great? Hosting the Oscars. I promise you, that would be a show no one forgot.
But unfortunately, in my unrelenting drive to get back on that drum stool, the major casualty in all of it was that I really forgot about me.
I felt, when I was 20, I wasn’t quite ready for the physical contact of 82 games. Mentally, it was tough. I forgot what city we were in most of the time. I can’t even imagine going through it at 18 or 19.
I continue to vote against such spending increases, but sometimes I think some of my Republican colleagues forgot that we were sent here to shrink the federal government, not to grow it.
The word ‘Spanx’ was funny. It made people laugh. No one ever forgot it.
We just fundamentally forgot that people want to vote for something positive. They want to be shown what the good life for them personally looks like.
During the war years I worked on the development of radar and other radio systems for the R.A.F. and, though gaining much in engineering experience and in understanding people, rapidly forgot most of the physics I had learned.
I saw a chance to make the 1988 Olympic boxing team and forgot all about football.
How can you not score goals in Barca! While defenders have trouble dealing with Messi, Villa and Bojan, they forgot about me.
Let me just say something that I forgot, I also hoped and this was very true in the beginning – that this would also be a place that people would be able to walk in to the fountain and use it in a nice way of reading and examining the quotations on the blocks.
I had this job at Hollywood Video, and during my worst audition ever, I forgot all of my lines in front of Chuck Lorre at the callback for the ‘Mike and Molly’ pilot.
I live way out in the country, so there’s not a lot of people around to remind me. And my friends don’t think of me as ‘Kim Novak’ anymore anyway. It’s like they forgot, too. And so it’s nice.
My part of the world – it’s like time forgot it almost.
Since reuniting in 2002, Mission of Burma has become the triumphant story of a band that time forgot.
I never forgot being poor, and I never stopped thinking how fortunate I am.
How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
I’m tired of playing people who are complete washouts and bums. I don’t mind waiting for the good ones to come along. It’s like age. It’s never bothered me. I’ve even forgot my birthday. Many times I’ve wondered if I should tell my real age, but now I think it’s an honor, to be doing what I’m doing now at my age.
I went through an extremely trying ordeal, but I never forgot the world outside was a beautiful place.
I never skipped a meal. I can’t even recall a time when I’ve skipped a meal. I never understand when people say ‘I’m so busy, I forgot to eat today.’ It’s never happened. I always find time!
In the 1940s, economics started getting highly mathematical. It was basically because economists weren’t smart enough to write down models of real behavior that they started writing down models of highly rational behavior – and they kind of forgot about humans.
Proust’s ‘In Search of Lost Time,’ especially ‘Time Regained,’ made me think differently about what the novel is and can do. Then I forgot about it, then reread it and remembered again.
When I’m at work, I’m remembering what I forgot to do for the kids, and when I’m with the kids, I’m remembering what I forgot to do at work.
I headed off to Yale, and eventually Georgetown Law, but I never forgot where I came from. I came back to South Carolina to teach 9th grade social studies.
Do you remember ‘Super Saiyan 3?’ I forgot about it, and I thought that was ‘Super Saiyan 2,’ even though I created those characters.
If they need me to score 30, I can go do it. If they need me to just rebound and defend, I can do that. I can play this game, just in case people forgot. You just carry that chip on your shoulder, and you go out there and do what I was put on this Earth to do.
How these curiosities would be quite forgot, did not such idle fellowes as I put them down.
I woke in bits, like all children, piecemeal over the years. I discovered myself and the world, and forgot them, and discovered them again.
Of course I expected to rise so quickly. I know what I’m capable of. Even though other people didn’t know, I was going to make sure they knew exactly who Alexa Bliss was, and I was going to make sure they never forgot it.
Thank god, and now all I have are, twenty one years together, in January and, you know, I, you know I forgot this all about things. And anyway the first place is good thing.
While we fight and argue about abortion and sexual orientation, we apparently forgot one of the greatest sins that God continuously acknowledges He hates: pride.
People forgot I was an actor before gaining success in anchoring. That was one of the turning phases of my career.
I proposed to my wife on Brighton Beach, and she said yes. That’s pretty romantic. Even though I forgot to go down on one knee because I was too busy trying to compose the question.
Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made and forgot to put a soul into.
I was born in Bradford, a city in the north of England that God forgot about. A place where most people never leave, but if they do, they certainly never go back.
I accidentally forgot to graduate from college.
The metaphor is perhaps one of man’s most fruitful potentialities. Its efficacy verges on magic, and it seems a tool for creation which God forgot inside one of His creatures when He made him.
In radio I had one, maybe two people who cared about getting it done. I’d really be a loser if I forgot where I came from. So I show them the love. And how hard is it really to be interested in someone’s life?
If I have to be considered any type of jazz artist, it would be New Orleans jazz because New Orleans jazz never forgot that jazz is dance music and jazz is fun. I’m more influenced by that style of jazz than anything else.
Well I forgot how different it was because I’ve been here for about four or five years. It’s a big load off my shoulders now. Now that I’m there, I’m like, man, I can breathe a little bit, you know?
I didn’t want to be the bass player everyone forgot about.
When a nation goes down, or a society perishes, one condition may always be found; they forgot where they came from. They lost sight of what had brought them along.
When I prayed for success, I forgot to ask for sound sleep and good digestion.
I suppose even when I was growing up, I noticed I was most happy when I was absorbed in something, lost in the moment and forgot the time, whether was conversation, movie, or a game I was playing. That was my definition of happiness. And I was least happy when I was all over the place, distracted and restless.
Reminds me of my safari in Africa. Somebody forgot the corkscrew and for several days we had to live on nothing but food and water.
I wouldn’t have become an engineer, I wouldn’t have done what I did, had a hand not been held out to me. I have to remember who helped me when I needed help. The people of Jamaica helped me. I can’t forget that. I would be ungrateful if I forgot.
I almost forgot what it’s like to be proud of my government.
All I did was pray to God, every day. In prison camp, the main prayer was, ‘Get me home alive, God, and I’ll seek you and serve you.’ I came home, got wrapped up in the celebration, and forgot about the hundreds of promises I’d made to God.
In my gym class, we had something called The Pit, this little alcove where we had to sit if we forgot our gym clothes. It was usually just the crippled kid, the pregnant girl, and me. It was pretty awkward, just hanging with all these freaks who didn’t want to show their legs.
Probably about 10 years ago or so I told my grandmother that I always wanted to make a record of hymns if I could ever make a career of all of this. She kind of held me to it. She passed away in 1999. I just never forgot it.
I’ve never forgot my roots and where I came from, and I’d not change a thing about my journey.
We forgot that Martin Luther King, Jr. changed his discourse toward the end of his life because he understood that the real fundamental problem of this country was not just race, it was class. It was the economical situation of not only poor blacks but also the poor white part of the population and everything in between.
Israel knew that there was no greater gift than to be given God’s name, but that gift was a frightening reality that threatened to consume her. Israel, who would be tempted by the idolatrous presumption she possessed God’s name, rightly never forgot she could not say God’s name.
My dad came out of the Roosevelt era and the Depression. One person and one party made a difference in his life. That’s what everybody forgot when they called my father and other people political bosses.
I came from a working-class family. My dad was in a union. I never forgot what it was like to be a private.
I’ve got asthma. When I was 17 I forgot to take my medication and was taken to a hospital for almost two weeks. After that I’ve taken better care of my illness.
