Joan Jett Quotes

I'll never know what it was he wanted me to remember.

The calendar has a magic that makes us imagine a memory can be resurrected and revived, but nothing returns.

People sometimes forget when you remember, but they always remember when you forget.

you remember what is lost, and you forget what's right in front of you.

What do people fear most about death? I asked the reb. "Fear?" he thought for a moment. 'Well, for one thing, what happens next? Where do we go? Is it what we imagined?" That's big. "Yes. But there's something else." What else? He leaned forward. "Being forgotten," he whispered.

I know what I want and what I might gain, and yet, how profitless to know.

The existence of forgetting has never been proved: We only know that some things don't come to mind when we want them.

I used to take photographs just to remember people.

Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, dont you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

The past is not a peaceful landscape lying there behind me, a country in which I can stroll wherever I please, and will gradually show me all its secret hills and dales. As I was moving forward, so it was crumbling. Most of the wreckage that can be seen is colourless, distorted, frozen: its meaning escapes me... all that's left is a skeleton. I shall never find my plans again, my hopes and fears - I shall not find myself.

The only reason people want to be masters of the future is to change the past.

I like to think that people live on in other people's memories.

Forgetfulness transforms every occurrence into a non-occurrence.

One may return to the place of his birth, He cannot go back to his youth.

I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,— The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.

The nature of love had totally escaped her until now. She had thought that if you lost it, you could never get it back, like a stone thrown down a well. But it was like the water at the bottom of the well, there when you can't even see it, shifting in the dark.

It's never safe to be nostalgic about something until you're absolutely certain there's no chance of its coming back

For soon, very soon do men forget Their friends upon whom Death's seal is set.

..I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

Words fail me sometimes. I have read most every word in the Webster’s International Dictionary of the English Language, but I still have trouble making them come when I want them to. Right now I want a word that describes the feeling you get – a cold sick feeling deep down inside – when you know something is happening that will change you, and you don’t want it to, but you can’t stop it. And you know you will never be the same again.

Do not be afraid of the past. If people tell you that it is irrevocable, do not believe them.

I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember

Yesterday's gone on down the river and you can't get it back.

I didn't mean I'd seen everything, John Grady said. I know you didn't. I just meant I'd seen some things I'd as soon not of. I know it. There's hard lessons in this world. What's the hardest? I dont know. Maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They aint comin back. Yessir.