oblivion [Theme] Page 13

Not everyone lived the way I wanted, and was glad to forget about it, and after drinking these dim dumb souls like gods, and each is king in his heaven, plenty indulged in drunken passion.

Oblivion is a kind of freedom.

Moments come when we need to go
When you want to quit, but not love,
When you need not to dream but to forget.

Love dies from exhaustion, and forgetfulness buries it.

As the body recovers from injury, give him a rest and appropriate treatment, and the mind has protective mechanisms against injuries. Chief among them - into merciful darkness covers the mind and memory from the worst of horrors.

The best way to remember something is to try to forget it.

When do you think people die?
When you shoot them in the heart of the rifle bullet?
No!
When they are dying from an incurable disease?
No!
When they eat soup made from poisonous mushroom?
No!
People die when they are forgotten.
Even when I die, my dream will come true,
Healed sick people's hearts.

To become an adult means to forget, and then to abandon what was important when you were a child.

Autumn cemetery is a sight of special. Royal purple and subtle gold foliage, the Royal funeral for the fly on the background of solemn severity evergreen TUI - true cemetery mourners. Grey granite tombstones, bronze memorial inscriptions, smoky marble obelisks, black basalt monument, modest tuff memorial plates. The severity of the alleys and colors, flash chococino of passion and spilled in the air sadness. Cemeteries most of all is autumn. Isn't spring a riot of life, the seeming shame in resting places, not the sultry languor of summer, not even winter shroud - autumn, the threshold of oblivion.

She paid tribute to his good looks, his generosity, and even, oddly enough, during his absence, had forgotten about his selfishness.

The man has no idea how much he is able to forget. This great good and terrible evil.

If the person is forgetting something, the reason may be that he wants to forget it.

You can forget me , but that doesn't mean I don't exist.

Forgetting their own transgressions begets shamelessness.