A Quote by Neil Young

The king is gone but he's not forgotten

Neil Young

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Forgotten Gone King

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Neil Young
Canadian - Singer
Born: November 12, 1945

In a heartbeat, a thousand voices took up the chant. King Joffrey and King Robb and King Stannis were forgotten, and King Bread ruled alone. "Bread." they clamored. "Bread, Bread!

George R. R. Martin

When really you've gone to drama school and rep and then you've come to London and gone to auditions and you've worked, solidly, for years. But that all gets forgotten.

Julia Ormond

Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold, Let it be forgotten forever and ever, Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.

Sara Teasdale

The whole world is in revolt. Soon there will be only five Kings left--the King of England, the King of Spades, The King of Clubs, the King of Hearts, and the King of Diamonds.

Farouk of Egypt

Every king sleeps, but not every king wakes up as king! The snakes of the intrigue crawl around during the night! The cleverest king is the least sleeping king!

Mehmet Murat Ildan

Gone, but not forgotten.

Phillip Margolin

When all of us are forgotten, people will still be remembering Stephen King.

Leslie Fiedler

Big train from Memphis, now it's gone gone gone, gone gone gone. Like no one before, he let out a roar, and I just had to tag along.

John Fogerty

I love the music from Nat King Cole, BB King, Albert King... When I think of it, I wouldn't mind being renamed Angus King.

Angus Young

Content has always driven the business. Now it's no longer the queen to a king of distribution; it is the king, king, king, because the consumer has complete choice.

Michael Eisner

There is only the here and now. The past is gone, forgotten.

Tom Robinson

Dad, wherever you are, you are gone but you will never be forgotten.

Conrad Hall

Like a glimpse of eternity instantly forgotten. She is gone.

Laura Whitcomb

It seems some have chosen to ignore or have simply forgotten the big-picture vision promoted by Dr. King and his kin.

Al Sharpton

It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop.