“Maybe over time I'll forget the feel and smell and sound of him, the same way I am starting to forget Mom, but I'll never be able to forget that he should've been here.”
“Maybe if I leave again, I'll be able to forget about everything.”
“I'll never forget you. I'll never forget your voice or your face or your dumb jokes. And i'll never forget your love.”
“I'll never forget how the depression and loneliness felt good and bad at the same time. Still does.”
“I'll never forget the way he tastes. It's not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right.”
“I used to believe having a good memory meant being able to remember everything in perfect detail. Now I believe having a good memory means being able to selectively forget. It's not what I'll remember, Jason," he said. "It's what I'll forget that matters.”