Most of us would be mostly forgotten.

Some people would never forget certain people, a few would remember everyone, and most of us would mostly be forgotten. Sometimes it was for the best…But did anybody want to be forgotten about completely? We had dedicated years making names for ourselves, we had to beliee in our hearts that each one of us was memorable. And yet who wanted to be remembered for their poor taste or bad breath? Still, better to be remembered for those things than forgotten for your perfect par-boiled blandness.
-Joshua Ferris, Then We Came to the End, 368