#oblivion

People come to music to seek oblivion: is that not also a form of deception? ↗

— Claude Debussy

#come #deception #form #music #oblivion

Yo ya no sé que escribir... Es mi forma de saber que ya te olvidé ↗

— J. Porcupine

#escribir #love #oblivion #olvido #writing

I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time. ↗

— Banksy

#oblivion #death

Where I will find peace other than in oblivion? ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#life-lessons #oblivion #life

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. ↗

— David Knopfler

#campbell #even #faith #finds #frequently

There is no better guide to this world than oblivion. ↗

— Sorin Cerin

#love #oblivion #life

There is only as much space, only as much time, Only as much desire, only as many words, Only as many pages, only as much ink To accept all of us at light-speed Hurrying into the Promised Land Of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#desire #ink #light-speed #literature #literature-quotes

Apathy is a sort of living oblivion. ↗

— Horace Greeley

#living #oblivion #sort

We must forget in order to remain present, forget in order not to die, forget in order to remain faithful. ↗

— Marc Augé

#memory #oblivion #faith

...she imagines her body curled in the narrow monk's bed, knees to chin, her own irrefutable geography, but she sees the blood of her futile heart seeping out over her chest and arms and legs, flooding across the rough wooden floor, down the narrow wooden stairs and out into the old soil of the garden. No roses, no, she does not even ask to make roses, just dissolution; most any night she asks just for that. ↗

— Michelle Latiolais

#emptiness #grief #grieving #loss #lost-love