Fame is an illusive thing - here today, gone tomorrow. The fickle, shallow mob raises its heroes to the pinnacle of approval… — Henry Miller Copy Share Image
Gods prefer simple, vicious games, where you Do Not Achieve Transcendence but Go Straight To Oblivion; a key to the understanding of… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
Then she was kissing him as she had never kissed him before...and it was blissful oblivion, better than firewhisky; she was the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The majority see the obstacles; the few see the objectives; history records the successes of the latter, while oblivion is the reward… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
A lot of young people think they are not going to die - and that's a great thing about being a young… — Alex Karpovsky Copy Share Image
When Death hath poured oblivion through my veins, And brought me home, as all are brought, to lie In that vast house,… — Madison Cawein Copy Share Image
But in the end, back she comes. There's no use resisting. She goes to him for amnesia, for oblivion. She renders herself… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
We ceased to deal seriously with mobile combat. We relegated to oblivion the fundamentals of combat-in-depth tactics and of combined arms maneuvers… — Sergey Biryuzov Copy Share Image
The great events of life often leave one unmoved; they pass out of consciousness, and, when thinks of them, become unreal. Even… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
O Time the fatal wrack of mortal things, That draws oblivion's curtains over kings; Their sumptuous monuments, men know them not, Their… — Anne Bradstreet Copy Share Image
I stared into her eyes, wide under the thick fringe of lashes, and yearned for sleep. Not for oblivion, as I had… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
You see, evil always contains the seeds of its own destruction. It is ultimately negative, and therefore encompasses its downfall even at… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“For the vile human pigs in life; the sloppy, disheveled, uncaring dregs, the ungrateful, and especially for the vicious, negative emotional peasants… — Bryant McGill Copy Share Image
Apart from a commendable determination to discomfit Trump and members of his inner circle (select military figures excepted, at least for now),… — Andrew Bacevich Copy Share Image
Being a Daddy is priority number one. When you are old and facing oblivion in a nursing home or a hospital or… — Ben Stein Copy Share Image
To set one's name to a work gives no one a title to be remembered, for who knows how many of the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The gentle sound of her words became the shushing of my blood in my head, and I listened, hovering on the edge… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
The 2014 election has given the GOP the rare opportunity to retroactively redeem its brand. The conventional perception, incessantly repeated by Democrats… — Charles Krauthammer Copy Share Image
The American humorist sat on his couch suffering thoughts of her, trying to figure out how to win back her affections, wondering… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
This therefore is Mathematics: She reminds you of the invisible forms of the soul; She gives life to her own discoveries; She… — Proclus Copy Share Image
Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through, is now like something from the… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
How frequently is the honesty and integrity of a man disposed of by a smile or shrug! How many good and generous… — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
Looked at sky through smoke heavy with human fat and God was not there. The cold, suffocating dark goes on forever and… — Alan Moore Copy Share Image
Dandyism is the last flicker of heroism in decadent ages… Dandyism is a setting sun; like the declining star, it is magnificent,… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“When the ashes of the wildfire of love have been scattered in the hazy den of oblivion and emotions have gone out… — Erik Pevernagie Copy Share Image
“On his thirteenth birthday he had seen a film in which the central character was a painter who, unable to sell his… — Peter Ackroyd Copy Share Image
“I can't bear the thought of oblivion, Asriel," she continued. "Sooner anything than that. I used to think pain would be worse… — Philip Pullman Copy Share Image
The fear of meeting the opposition of envy, or the illiberality of ignorance is, no doubt, the frequent cause of preventing many… — Robert Fulton Copy Share Image
Thou silent power, whose welcome sway charms every anxious thought away; in whose divine oblivion drown'd, sore pain and weary toil grow… — Mark Akenside Copy Share Image
Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow,… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Know how to play the card of contempt. It is the most politic kind of revenge. For there are many of whom… — Baltasar Gracian Copy Share Image
If a poet has any obligation toward society, it is to write well. Being in the minority, he has no other choice.… — Joseph Brodsky Copy Share Image
Even if it means oblivion, friends, I'll welcome it, because it won't be nothing. We'll be alive again in a thousand blades… — Philip Pullman Copy Share Image
Mom had just gotten back from Sydney, and she had brought me an immense, surpassingly blue butterfly, Papilio ulysses, mounted in a… — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
Mankind . . . possesses two supreme blessings. First of these is the goddess Demeter, or Earth whichever name you choose to… — Euripides Copy Share Image
To rescue from oblivion even a fragment of a language which men have used and which is in danger of being lost… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
I have reared a memorial more enduring than brass, and loftier than the regal structure of the pyramids, which neither the corroding… — Horace Copy Share Image
“We are put together in such a way that although we can be pushed and pulled and drowsied by flickering images, we… — J. Budziszewski Copy Share Image
It is easy to remove the mind from harping on the lost illusion of immortality. The disciplined intellect fears nothing and craves… — H. P. Lovecraft Copy Share Image
I'm in love with you," he said quietly. "Augustus," I said. "I am," he said. He was staring at me, and I… — John Green Copy Share Image
