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    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.

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

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

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

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    We're not planning for the future. If we continue to spend ourselves into oblivion, we are going to destroy this nation.

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

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

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    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.

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    What's the Matter with the Mill?

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    You can't be saved, oblivion is all you crave.

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

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    And I try to remember if this happened before, because this is a memory I would want to keep. But there is no echo of it in my mind.

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    Because she needed ore than sleep. She needed oblivion.

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    Because you’re beautiful. I enjoy looking at beautiful people, and I decided a while ago not to deny myself the simpler pleasures of existence.' A brief awkward silence ensued. Augustus plowed through: 'I mean, particularly given that, as you so deliciously pointed out, all of this will end in oblivion and everything.

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    But coming out of that sleep was excruciating. My entire life flashed before my eyes in the worst way possible, my mind refilling itself with all my lame memories, every little thing that had brought me to where I was. I'd try to remember something else—a better version, a happy story, maybe, or just an equally lame but different life that would at least be refreshing in its digressions—but it never worked. I was always still me. Sometimes I woke up with my face wet with tears. The only times I cried, in fact, were when I was pulled out of that nothingness, when the alarm on my cell phone went off.

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    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.

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    And she did seem then to go to sleep instantly: the quick flight into oblivion of the chronically unhappy person.

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    But here, just at this point: this is limbo. There is the sense that if you stay at this point for too long, stop at this point of oblivion for a certain amount of time, you will just cease to exist. And we cannot move.

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    But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.

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    Étrangement, de sa brigade de combat, "l'Éclair", il ne gardait qu'un vague souvenir, comme d'ailleurs de la plupart de ce que nous avons vécu durant cette époque hors norme de la révolution culturelle.

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    Crazy isn't a condition it's a place and it exists somewhere between Love and Oblivion

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    For the vile human pigs in life; the sloppy, disheveled, uncaring dregs, the ungrateful, and especially for the vicious, negative emotional peasants — there will only continue to be the hard and painful lessons you so desperately need. The invisible hand will hold you in your wretched place until your last breath — unless you evolve. If you are cruel and ignorant the invisible fist will pound you into oblivion until you submit, humble yourself and soften your hard heart.

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    …everything we do is decent when the mind begins to forget — the design of life; and good when we are forgotten — the design of death.

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    ...he'd made friends with the oblivion found in dreamless sleep." ~Aidan

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    He hated himself," Gwen said. "You just got caught in the cross fire.

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    He looks at houses, chateaus, forests, and thinks about the countless generations who used to see those things and who are gone now; and he understands that everything he is seeing is oblivion; pure oblivion, the oblivion whose absolute state will soon be achieved, the moment he himself is gone. And again I think about the obvious idea (that astoundingly obvious idea) that everything that exists (nation, thought, music) can also not exist.

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    He wanted to toast mad idealism, forbidden desires, the dreams that drove one to criminal acts. He wanted, quite starkly, oblivion.

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    He was nothing but a conduit, after all, and there isn't a culvert in the world that remembers the water flowed through it once the rain has stopped.

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    I also remember being struck by de Sade's will, in which he asked that his ashes be scattered to the four corners of the earth in the hope that humankind would forget both his writings and his name. I'd like to be able to make that demand; commemorative ceremonies are not only false but dangerous, as are all statues of famous men. Long live forgetfulness, I've always said—the only dignity I see is in oblivion.

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    I am less of myself and more of the sun; The beat of life is wearing me To an incomplete oblivion,

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    I can’t bear the thought of oblivion, Asriel,” she continued. “Sooner anything than that. I used to think pain would be worse—to be tortured forever—I thought that must be worse . . . But as long as you were conscious, it would be better, wouldn’t it? Better than feeling nothing, just going into the dark, everything going out forever and ever?

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    If our splintered attention has led us to oblivion and blindness; and the shell has replaced the substance, it may be enlightening to deep-dive into the roots of our negative qualities and find a surprising guideline for the creation of new horizons. ("Not without my shadow")

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    I had read my way not to knowledge but into an inscrutable oblivion.

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    I can see her struggling to find the right word. Death seems so harsh. Passing so oblique. Some things are beyond words, I suppose, and she never finishes the statement. It seems right, that her words should fall into oblivion; after all, she—like me, like everyone—has no words for what follows, for the unknowable, only her hopes and prayers and an unwavering faith in something more.

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    I love you." Isobel said. Because even if the words could not stop what was coming, they were still her first and sole defense. "I know," Varen surprised her by saying as he turned away. "That's why you're gone.

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    Hush a-bye my little bird Hush a-bye my child I have lost a love so great Oh, woe is me.

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    I just wanted to sleep all the time. I had a plan.

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    I'm always angry about the death of people who are still alive, their eyes are opened, yet they can't see anything...the spell of ignorance

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    I believe there is no heaven or hell. There are no devils or angels. No afterlife or salvation. My soul won't be incarnated or lost in the oblivion. One day, I will just stop existing... and that's it!

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    In the end, we’ll all face oblivion.

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    I’m in love with you, he said quietly. Augustus, I said. I am, he said. He was staring at me, and I could see the corners of his eyes crinkling. I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I’m in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you. Augustus, I said again, not knowing what else to say. It felt like everything was rising up in me, like I was drowning in this weirdly painful joy, but I couldn’t say it back. I couldn’t say anything back. I just looked at him and let him look at me until he nodded, lips pursed, and turned away, placing the side of his head against the window.

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    Isobel had entrusted the note to Gwen just before Baltimore. And the small scrap of paper still remained her only tangible evidence that Varen had loved her. Expect...he didn't anymore.

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    It always came down to his freaking pride.

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    It can't really be you," he said. "I know it can't." "Why not?" Isobel asked, offering him a rueful smile. "I mean, don't you think it's at all romantic, the idea that love could conquer death?

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    Literature is the opiate of the educated masses.

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    Local fog in Venice has a name: nebbia. It obliterates all reflections ... and everything that has a shape: buildings, people, colonnades, bridges, statues. Boat services are canceled, airplanes neither arrive, nor take off for weeks, stores are closed and mail ceases to litter one’s threshold. The effect is as though some raw hand had turned all those enfilades inside out and wrapped the lining around the city... the fog is thick, blinding, and immobile... this is a time for reading, for burning electricity all day long, for going easy on self-deprecating thoughts of coffee, for listening to the BBC World Service, for going to bed early. In short, a time for self-oblivion, induced by a city that has ceased to be seen. Unwittingly, you take your cue from it, especially if, like it, you’ve got company. Having failed to be born here, you at least can take some pride in sharing its invisibility...

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    Much as oblivion is the death of sorrow So death is life's forgetfulness

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    Love me like today is the last day we can see stars in the sky, let us sleep under them and throw ourselves into the oblivion and never again reach out for reality.

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    Memory near oblivion. Far death

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    ? Natatakot ako na baka hindi ako alalahanin ng mga tao kapag nawala na ako sa mundo. Hindi naman sa sobrang desperada akong gumawa ng good deed just for that pathetic reason, pero aminin man natin o hindi, kahit na gaano pa kasama ang isang tao, kahit sa kaloob looban niya, kahit papaano ay inaasam niya pa rin na maalala siya kapag wala na siya, na mamiss pa rin siya ng mga tao kahit na hindi na siya nakikita pa, na iiyakan siya kahit isang luha lang ang kumawala sa mata ng taong pinapahalagahan niya kapag nalamang pansamantala siyang mawawalay ng matagal sa mga tao, at kahit papaano ay sasabihin ng kahit isang tao man lang na “Kung nandito siya, sana..