Best 115 quotes in «oblivion quotes» category

Though Isobel could recall only a few specifics regrading the appearance of Poe's wife-a handful of vague characteristics picked up during her study with Varen, retained from the one or two glimpses she'd had for her portraits- Scrimshaw, it seemed, had forgotten nothing.

To set one's name to a work gives no one a title to be remembered, for who knows how many of the best of men have gone without a trace?

What we all dread most,” said the priest in a low voice, “is a maze with no centre. That is why atheism is only a nightmare.

What if you had once seen hell open, and all the damned there in their easeless torments, and had heard them crying out of their slothfulness in the day of their visitation, and wishing that they had but another life to live, and that God would but try them once again; one crying out of this neglect of duty, and another of his loitering and trifling, when he should have been labouring for his life; what manner of person would you have been after such a sight as this ? (284)

You loved her," Isobel said. "Worshipped," Scrimshaw corrected. "But more ludicrous than that, let us not forget, she loved me." He gave a short ironic laugh. "Not just him-the poet. But me as well. I, the epitome of our own penchant for self-destruction. Do you know how difficult...how impossible such a feat must have been?

Who forgets himself in love remembers the future. (Qui s'oublie dans l'amour - Se souvient du futur)

Why is my love for you, dyed in wool? What is the hindrance to moving on? Why in love have I been made a fool? What’s been causing this oblivion? Why is thought of you, ever-present? What’s keeping me from forgetting you? Why is the sight of you magnificent? What’s it you possess than others few? A slow fire burns deep within me, And keeps my curiosity at high I question these puzzles so direly, To philosophy, a pleasure – wry If all life has led me to this point, To make me but a mere proponent Then, from this day to my last moment, Just you and love, are my argument.

Apathy is a sort of living oblivion.

You take me off my path As the wind exhausts the clouds You tell me not to try To hold your face But even if you're only A reflection on a wall -You make me live. And I know that your lips Will triumph from oblivion In the book of the world.

Before we are forgotten, we will be turned into kitsch. Kitsch is the stopover between being and oblivion.

Death! It is rest to the aged, it is oblivion to the atheist, it is immortality to the poet!

Do you really like a particular stock? Put 10% or so of your portfolio on it. Make the idea count … Good [investment] ideas should not be diversified away into meaningless oblivion.

Fame is a vapor, popularity an accident; the only earthly certainty is oblivion.

And blind oblivion swallowed cities up.

God has no power over the past except to cover it with oblivion.

Housework is a treadmill from futility to oblivion with stop-offs at tedium and counter productivity.

I am the family face; flesh perishes, I live on, projecting trait and trace through time to times anon, and leaping from place to place over oblivion.

I gratefully look forward to oblivion, but I must be sure of it

I have, at times, been absorbed in my work to the point of complete self-oblivion. Once I worked for thirty-six hours without a break - to complete exhaustion; and while I was in the middle of it I didn't even notice.

I respond, thoughts dropping away, like pebbles plopping one by one in water, sinking down, down into dark oblivion.

It distresses me, this failure to keep pace with the leaders of thought, as they pass into oblivion.

I think about fanaticism - oblivion awaits, especially for minor writers, so you have to be a fanatic; you have to be a crank to keep going, but on the other hand, what else would you do with the rest of your life? You gotta do something.

Like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.

What matters is at the end of life, when you're about to pass into oblivion, that you've at least scratched 'Kilroy was here,' on the last wall of the universe.

I wanted to make pictures that contradicted themselves. I wanted to put one picture on top of another so that there were times when both pictures disappear and other times when they were both manifest. That vibration is basically what the work was about for me - that space in the middle where there is no picture, rather an emptiness, an oblivion.

I was learning the importance of names - having them, making them - but at the same time I sensed the dangers. Recognition was followed by oblivion, a yawning maw whose victims disappeared without a trace.

Just because you're living in blissful oblivion doesn't mean you're not responsible.

My faith, inasmuch as I have any, is more like a kind of Joseph Campbell thing, and even that frequently finds itself tested to oblivion in siren waters.

Most of our modern portrait painters are doomed to absolute oblivion. They never paint what they see. They paint what the public sees, and the public never sees anything.

oblivion has been noticed as the offspring of silence.

I surf because it keeps my life at an even keel, without it I would tip into the oblivion.

Oblivion waits without beckoning or threatening.

OBLIVION, n. The state or condition in which the wicked cease from struggling and the dreary are at rest. Fame's eternal dumping ground.

The immense majority of human biographies are a gray transit between domestic spasm and oblivion.

On an overcrowded planet where more species slip toward extinction every day, should one species have the right to multiply and consume at will, even as it nudges others to oblivion?

Pleasure is a sort of oblivion, a forgetfulness. Pain is remembrance, you cannot forget pain.

Precious things lost are transmutable. They refuse oblivion. They simply wait to be rendered into testimonies, into stories and songs.

Sleep is no longer a healing bath, a recuperation of vital forces, but an oblivion, a nightly brush with annihilation.

Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm. For what is enthusiasm but the oblivion and swallowing-up of self in an object dearer than self?

The future is a choice between Utopia and oblivion.

There is no revenge like oblivion, for it is the entombment of the unworthy in the dust of their own nothingness.

The panorama-city is a 'theoretical' (that is, visual) simulacrum, in short a picture, whose condition of possibility is an oblivion and a misunderstanding of practices.

... the current of time slowing down in the gravitational field of oblivion.

Time is the River on which the leaves of our thoughts are carried into oblivion.

Time's stern tide, with cold Oblivion's wave, Shall soon dissolve each fair, each fading charm.

All things fade into the storied past, and in a little while are shrouded in oblivion.

Travel is a vanishing act, a solitary trip down a pinched line of geography to oblivion.

We could either develop paradise on Earth or oblivion; wipe ourselves out, only the future will tell. It's what you do to make the future.

What's past and what's to come is strew'd with husks And formless ruin of oblivion.

While obsession with one’s personal appearance is a sign of being a vacant prat, total oblivion to it is a sign of mental illness.