Quotes About Oblivious

Not even by painting my window with colourful dreams can I block out the noise of the life outside, oblivious to my gazing at it.

Rock and Roll Over' was the first Kiss album I heard, but I was totally oblivious to their whole image and the makeup and all that. I was so out of touch with the wider world.

Part of it is living in Tennessee. I'm so out of the loop. And as a person, I'm out of the loop. I'm oblivious by nature.

Miles stood with his legs slightly apart, threw back his head, and stared up with equal force. The man seemed totally oblivious to Miles's collar tabs. Exasperated, Miles snapped, "Are all the keepers on vacation, or is anybody actually running this bloody zoo?

As always, Rockefeller floated serenely above the bustle, pretending to be oblivious to any wrongdoing

This was a species with an exceptional ability to ignore its approaching doom.

She was so busy forgetting, she couldn't take a single step into the future.

Some people can't be warned away from disaster, you can try, you can put up every alert, but they'll still go their own way.

Happy Charlotte, who, though greatly troubled over things that did not matter, seemed oblivious to things that did...

Everyone's gone through a breakup, and I've dated girls in the past where... I've never had a messy breakup, thankfully, but I'm never the one to end it. I'm always caught off guard as to why things ended because I guess I'm oblivious in a way.

Austin was engrossed in some mobile gaming device. "No, no, bad portal," he scolded, totally oblivious to the world. "Stop—evil—eurgh! Suck my flagellated balls, douchenozzle!

Willful blindness sees no end of damage done.

I always thought George Bush was more oblivious than mean, but oblivious can quickly go to mean.

Los hombres podían ser increíblemente tontos a veces, darse de bruces con lo evidente y aun así no verlo. Bien

People can be stunningly unobservant.

he could not give her any attention. She complained, he heard her complaining, but he could do nothing about it. He was single-minded, he always had been

Oh, you men of small pleasure and enterprise, oblivious to your purpose, fault-finding, avaricious and sinful, who cannot live without women and cannot enjoy without pain, fearsome, inconstant, diseased and withered, dependent, cruel, deceived and liars, the worst of men!

It's amazing what you don't see, though. Even when it's right in front of your eyes.

Some people are like that - closed - they can't learn from anyone. Us, for example, we can't learn anything, neither I from you nor you from me, nor from anyone, nor from anything, nor from what happens.

But he never hears of anything. If two men fought a duel in his own dining-room he would be the last man in London to know it.

The more I want to be oblivious, the less I can be. Life and light will not let me be.

He'd have to be blinder than a bat. ~Alexander

It is so with all types of manual work; it keeps us alive, and we are oblivious of its existence. More than anyone else, perhaps, the miner can stand as the type of the manual worker, not only because his work is so exaggeratedly awful, but also because it is so vitally necessary and yet so remote from our experience, so invisible, as it were, that we are capable of forgetting it as we forget the blood in our veins.

angry, violent, bizarre, we're obscene in our lust, oblivious in our pain. i'm a man driven by my passions. sometimes I desire normalcy but then my brain wakes up and i return to reality.