Quotes About Oblivion

There will come a time, when all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are no human beings remaining to remember that anyone ever existed or that our species ever did anything.

Ghosts are those memories that are too strong to be forgotten for good, echoing across the years and refusing to be obliterated by time.

she can remember everyone admiring a rare kind of evening they spoke of as something they ought to save from oblivion to describe to their children later. And that for her part she would have had it hidden, had that late summer evening buried and burned to ashes.

Yes, she can remember everyone admiring a rare kind of evening they spoke of as something the ought to save from oblivion to describe to their children later. And that for her part she would have had it hidden, had that late summer evening buried and burned to ashes.

La mémoire de la plupart des hommes est un cimetière abandonné, où gisent sans honneurs des morts qu'ils ont cessé de chérir. Toute douleur prolongée insulte à leur oubli.

Era demasiado joven para sospechar que la existencia no está hecha de súbitos impulsos y de obstinada constancia sino de compromisos y de olvidos

They would probably never even know that the human race existed. Such monumental indifference was worse than any deliberate insult. When

You write a thing down because you're hoping to get a hold on it. You write about experiences partly to understand what they mean, partly not to lose them to time. To oblivion.

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

What foolishness it is to desire more life, after one has tasted A bit of it and seen the world; for each day, after each endless day, Piles up ever more misery into a mound. As for pleasures: once we Have passed youth they vanish away, never again to be seen. Death is the end of all. Never to be born is the best thing. To have seen the daylight And be swept instantly back into dark oblivion comes second.

I don't even exist—I'm no one. Nothing.

Oblivion—what a blessing ... for the mind to dwell a world away from pain.

If the generations of man passed through the world like a ship passing through the sea and the wind over the desert—a fruitless and a vain thing; if eternal oblivion were ever greedily watching for its prey and there existed no power strong enough to wrest it from its clutches—how empty were life then, and how dismal!

Where I will find peace other than in oblivion?

Never let the meaning of your love light escape to the dark nothingness of oblivion.

There is no better guide to this world than oblivion.

You may be anybody now. One day, you will be just a faded memory.

The fear of not being remembered is a dangerous thing.

Far off from these a slow and silent stream,Lethe the river of oblivion rolls.

The invitation to rot obliviously, to die without feeling it, to grow old looking young, is everywhere in this glorious, sunny, multi-colored city.

Oh, for the pure oblivion of sleep! In those vast waters I would sink me deep Beyond where both desire and dream lie dead, And passion and despair forget to weep.

Memories vanish when we want to remember, but fix themselves permanently in the mind when we want to forget.

The only moments I think of with relief are those when I sought to be nothing for anyone, when I blushed at the notion of leaving the slightest trace in the memory of a single human being...

Alguna vez, sin falta, todos iremos dispersándonos en la oscuridad del tiempo y desapareceremos...