Richard Attenborough Quotes

Darling: the popular form of address used in speaking to a member of the opposite sex whose name you cannot at the moment remember.

I call everyone 'Darling' because I can't remember their names.

Romantic stuff is not something I really remember.

Was it the forgetfulness of old age or personal incapacity that made the man able to say please but not thank you?

You know, as you get older, the first thing you lose is memory. It seems to be happening with me.

The older we get, the swifter time seems to pass and the quicker memories seem to fade.

Sometimes people ask me how old I am, and I have to stop and remember. I forget myself!

I'd luv to kiss ya, but I just washed my hair.

When I'm 60, maybe, I'll look at my pile of papers and wonder, What really happened that year?

I don't remember feeling love.

The great disadvantage of getting older is to be obliged to relive the salient economic events of one's youth, with nothing learned and nothing forgotten.

I believe it's important that we use names of endearment that reflect a special feeling for the individual involved.

Age carries all things away, even the mind.

There is too little courtship in the world.

Listen, you only tease the ones you love.

I don't remember anybody's name. How do you think the 'dahling' thing got started?

The whole art of flirting has simply disappeared. This probably will do further damage. If we're going to become so uptight that we can't say nice things to each other, then we've had it!

Friendship language is, 'You look nice tonight.' Desire language is, 'You look hot tonight.'

One of the poets, whose name I cannot recall, has a passage, which I am unable at the moment to remember, in one of his works, which for the time being has slipped my mind, which hits off admirably this age-old situation.

When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

No matter how many vitamins you take, how much Pilates, you'll lose your keys, your hair and your memory.

They would grow old. They would forget me.

Behold this little Bane- The Boon of all alive- As common as it is unknown The name of it is Love.

It is a triumph of life that old people lose their memories of inessential things.

I don’t think it should be socially acceptable for people to say they are “bad with names.” No one is bad with names. That is not a real thing. Not knowing people’s names isn’t a neurological condition; it’s a choice. You choose not to make learning people’s names a priority. It’s like saying, “Hey, a disclaimer about me: I’m rude.