„Nothing really dies as long as it's not forgotten“

—  Lisa Jane Smith, The Forbidden Game

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Charles Maurice de Talleyrand-Périgord photo

„They have learned nothing, and forgotten nothing.“

—  Charles Maurice de Talleyrand-Périgord French diplomat 1754 - 1838
Misattributed, and variations Recognized since the 19th century as a borrowing, possibly used by Talleyrand, from a 1796 letter to Mallet du Pan by French naval officer Charles Louis Etienne, Chevalier de Panat: Personne n'est corrigé; personne n'a su ni rien oublier ni rien apprendre. "Nobody has been corrected; no one has known to forget, nor yet to learn anything." Sources: Craufurd Tate Ramage Ll.D.Beautiful thoughts from French and Italian authors, E. Howell (1866)

Henry Royce photo

„The quality will remain long after the price is forgotten.“

—  Henry Royce English engineer, car designer, co-founder of Rolls-Royce 1863 - 1933
As quoted in "Rolls-Royce Quotations" at the Rolls-Royce Owners’ Club http://www.rroc.org/content.asp?pl=535&sl=607&contentid=607

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Marion Bauer photo

„He died alone and forgotten and only in modern times has he come up as a genius composer and a brilliant visionary.“

—  Marion Bauer American composer 1882 - 1955
Harry Shaw Simpson. (2014). Music Today, p.300. Geni Book Publishing Experts. ISBN 0452616764030.

Greg Bear photo

„Nothing is lost. Nothing is forgotten.
It was in the blood, the flesh,
And now it is forever.“

—  Greg Bear American writer best known for science fiction 1951
Blood Music (1985), Interphase: Thought Universe (p. 247; closing lines)

Isaac Watts photo

„Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.“

—  Isaac Watts English hymnwriter, theologian and logician 1674 - 1748
1710s, "Our God, our help in ages past" (1719), Psalm 90 st. 5.

Robinson Jeffers photo

„The long migrations meet across you and it is nothing to you, you have forgotten us, mother.
You were much younger when we crawled out of the womb and lay in the sun’s eye on the tideline.“

—  Robinson Jeffers American poet 1887 - 1962
Context: The long migrations meet across you and it is nothing to you, you have forgotten us, mother. You were much younger when we crawled out of the womb and lay in the sun’s eye on the tideline. It was long and long ago; we have grown proud since then and you have grown bitter; life retains Your mobile soft unquiet strength; and envies hardness, the insolent quietness of stone. "Continent's End" in Tamar and Other Poems (1924)

„Nothing dies harder than a bad idea.“

—  Julia Cameron, livro The Artist's Way
The Artist's Way (1992), Context: Nothing dies harder than a bad idea. And few ideas are worse than the ones we have about art.<!-- p. xxv

„In America nothing dies easier than tradition.“

—  Russell Baker writer and satirst from the United States 1925 - 2019
"A Little Bones Trouble," The New York Times (1991-05-14)

Ovid photo

„Thus all things are but altered, nothing dies.“

—  Ovid, Metamorfoses
Metamorphoses (Transformations), Omnia mutantur, nihil interit. Book XV, 165 (as translated by John Dryden); on the transmigration of souls.

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Fyodor Dostoyevsky photo

„It wasn't the New World that mattered … Columbus died almost without seeing it; and not really knowing what he had discovered. It's life that matters, nothing but life — the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the discovery itself, at all.“

—  Fyodor Dostoyevsky, livro O Idiota
The Idiot (1868–9), Context: It wasn't the New World that mattered … Columbus died almost without seeing it; and not really knowing what he had discovered. It's life that matters, nothing but life — the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the discovery itself, at all. But what's the use of talking! I suspect that all I'm saying now is so like the usual commonplaces that I shall certainly be taken for a lower-form schoolboy sending in his essay on "sunrise", or they'll say perhaps that I had something to say, but that I did not know how to "explain" it. But I'll add, that there is something at the bottom of every new human thought, every thought of genius, or even every earnest thought that springs up in any brain, which can never be communicated to others, even if one were to write volumes about it and were explaining one's idea for thirty-five years; there's something left which cannot be induced to emerge from your brain, and remains with you forever; and with it you will die, without communicating to anyone perhaps the most important of your ideas. But if I too have failed to convey all that has been tormenting me for the last six months, it will, anyway, be understood that I have paid very dearly for attaining my present "last conviction." This is what I felt necessary, for certain objects of my own, to put forward in my "Explanation". However, I will continue.

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