“Listen, days decay, like food, like fish, like dead bodies. This night will decay, too and you will forget. Listen, we will forget.”

“Never forget that only dead fish swim with the stream.”

“Forgotten? No, we never do forget:
We let the years go; wash them clean with tears,
Leave them to bleach out in the open day,
Or lock them careful by, like dead friends' clothes,
Till we shall dare unfold them without pain, —
But we forget not, never can forget.”

“We must forget ourselves and all self-interest, and listen, and be attentive to God.”

“The world was in her heart already, like the small spot of decay in a fruit.”

“I'll never forget that Christmas, I sat up the whole night crying ‘cause daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job, but his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom.”

“The window opened gently and a still Autumn night entered cat-like. Edwin smelt freedom and London autumn – decay, smoke, cold, motor oil.”

“The Japanese have hit the shores like dead fish. They're just like dead fish washing up on the shores.”

“Inner guidance is heard like soft music in the night by those who have learned to listen.”

“Listening to the strains of genuine negro ragtime, brokers forget their cares.”