“Do you remember what I forgot?”
“When you remembered to forget, you were remembering. It was when you forgot to forget that you forgot. ”
“Because they forgot and I remembered. They would be lost soon enough, and I would keep going. The best I could do was hold on to them after they forgot themselves.”
“I was so anxious to do what is right that I forgot to do what is right.”
“I can't dance, remember?" I whispered."It's just a tango. It is like sex, except with clothes on." Then, squeezing me closer: "Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot, you do not know how to do that either.”
“During the 1960s, I think, people forgot what emotions were supposed to be. And I don't think they've ever remembered.”