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  1. Lois Lowry _ A Summer to Die

    She smiles, and her eyes look as if they can see back into her memory, into all the things that have gone into making a person what they are.
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  2. Cormac McCarthy _ The Crossing

    In their images they had thought to find some small immortality but oblivion cannot be appeased.
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  3. William Faulkner _ Lion in the Garden: Interviews

    What matters is at the end of life, when you're about to pass into oblivion, that you've at least scratched 'Kilroy was here,' on the last wall of the universe.
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  4. Haruki Murakami _ Kafka on the Shore

    No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.
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  5. Philip Pullman _ The Amber Spyglass

    I can't bear the thought of oblivion, Asriel," she continued. "Sooner anything than that. I used to think pain would be worse-to be tortured forever-I thought that must be worse . . . But as long as you were conscious, it would be better, wouldn't it? Better than feeling nothing, just going into the dark, everything going out forever and ever?
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  6. Milan Kundera _ Encounter

    He looks at houses, chateaus, forests, and thinks about the countless generations who used to see those things and who are gone now; and he understands that everything he is seeing is oblivion; pure oblivion, the oblivion whose absolute state will soon be achieved, the moment he himself is gone. And again I think about the obvious idea {that astoundingly obvious idea} that everything that exists {nation, thought, music} can also not exist.
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  7. Philip K. Dick _ Do Androids Dream of Electric

    but as he plodded along a vague and almost hallucinatory pall hazed over his mind; he found himself at one point, with no notion of how it could be, a step from an almost certain fatal cliffside fall-falling humiliatingly and helplessly, he thought; on and on, with no one even to witness it. Here there existed no one to record his or anyone else's degradation, and any courage or pride which might manifest itself here at the end would go unmarked: the dead stones, the dust-stricken weeds dry and dying, perceived nothing, recollected nothing, about him or themselves.
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