To err is human, but when the eraser wears out ahead of the pencil, you're overdoing it.
Today's opportunities erase yesterday's failures.
Trust is like and eraser, it gets smaller after every mistake
The sacred rights of mankind are not to be rummaged for among old parchments or musty records. They are written, as with a sunbeam, in the whole volume of human nature, by the hand of the divinity itself; and can never be erased.
The average pencil is seven inches long, with just a half-inch eraser - in case you thought optimism was dead.
Either you're the one erasing or you're the one being erased.
Trust is like an eraser it gets smaller and smaller after every mistake
From now on, you forget about gravity before you go through that door.
The old gravity is gone, erased. Understand me? Whatever your gravity is when you get to the door, remember -- the enemy's gate is down. Your feet are toward the enemy's gate. Up is toward your own gate. North is that way, south is that way, east is that way, west is -- what way?They pointed.
We are so constituted that we believe the most incredible things;
and, once they are engraved upon the memory, woe to him who would endeavor to erase them.
Nothing is as real as a dream. The world can change around you, but your dream will not. Responsibilities need not erase it. Duties need not obscure it. Because the dream is within you, no one can take it away.
Trust is like an eraser, it gets smaller after every mistake.
A relationship is like a rose,How long it lasts, no one knows;
Love can erase an awful past,Love can be yours, you'll see at last;To feel that love, it makes you sigh,To have it leave, you'd rather die;You hope you've found that special rose,'Cause you love and care for the one you chose.
Human memory is a marvelous but fallacious instrument.
The memories which lie within us are not carved in stone; not only do they tend to become erased as the years go by, but often they change, or even increase by incorporating extraneous features.
Myths and legends die hard in America.
We love them for the extra dimension they provide, the illusion of near-infinite possibility to erase the narrow confines of most men's reality. Weird heroes and mould-breaking champions exist as living proof to those who need it that the tyranny of the rat race is not yet final.
Ideas improve. The meaning of words participates in the improvement. Plagiarism is necessary. Progress implies it. It embraces an author's phrase, makes use of his expressions, erases a false idea, and replaces it with the right idea.
You can't remember sex. You can remember the fact of it, and recall the setting, and even the details, but the sex of the sex cannot be remembered, the substantive truth of it, it is by nature self-erasing, you can remember its anatomy and be left with a judgment as to the degree of your liking of it, but whatever it is as a splurge of being, as a loss, as a charge of the conviction of love stopping your heart like your execution, there is no memory of it in the brain, only the deduction that it happened and that time passed, leaving you with a silhouette that you want to fill in again.
It is always self-defeating to pretend to the style of a generation younger than your own; it simply erases your own experience in history.
Not a single star will be left in the night.
The night will not be left. I will die and, with me, the weight of the intolerable universe. I shall erase the pyramids, the medallions, the continents and faces. I shall erase the accumulated past. I shall make dust of history, dust of dust. Now I am looking on the final sunset. I am hearing the last bird. I bequeath nothingness to no one.
The new man is born too old to tolerate the new world.
The present conditions of life have not yet erased the traces of the past. We run too fast, but we still do not move enough. He looks but he does not contemplate, he sees but he does not think. He runs away from time, which is made of thought, and yet all he can feel is his own time, the present.
To truly make good public space, you have to erase the distinctions between architecture, urbanism, landscape, [and] media design.
If I apply a magnetic pulse on salt water - that's your brains by the way - it'll generate electric currents, and the electric current in the brain can erase a migraine headache.
I feel like I have at least begun to make a contribution, but my most significant concern has to do with whether my actual art will be preserved for future generations or be erased.
The first thing I have to do to erase my French accent is think that it is actually possible, whereas for the moment, I think it's not. I have a lot of work.
As I speak to you today, government censors somewhere are working furiously to erase my words from the records of history. But history itself has already condemned these tactics.
I have a lot of bitter memories from Beijing.
Hopefully, we can erase those memories and bring the gold back to Japan.
When history is erased, people's moral values are also erased.
Forgiving does not erase the bitter past.
A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.
This kind of forgetting does not erase memory, it lays the emotion surrounding the memory to rest.