Please let me keep this memory. Just this one. <...> I wanna call it off. I'll give you a sign. I wanna call it off! Can you hear me? I don't want this anymore!
Oh, man. I can't remember anything without you.
Forbidden to remember; terrified to forget.
June dawns, July noons, August evenings over, finished, done, and gone forever with only the sense of it all left here in his head. Now, a whole autumn, a white winter, a cool and greening spring to figure sums and totals of summer past. And if he should forget, the dandelion wine stood in the cellar, numbered huge for each and every day.
To have memories of those you have loved and lost is perhaps harder than to have no memories at all.
I used to be afraid of losing my memory. What I wouldn't give to forget a thing or two now.
Memory gives moments immortality, but forgetfulness promotes a healthy mind. It's good to forget.