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“Mearth appeared angry and disappointed briefly, but then she just gazed at the ground.
‘It must be horrible, feeling all alone, is it?’ she asked.
‘Oh, not really,’ said Alecto, his eyes lifeless, his voice listless. ‘I’m going to be forgotten by someone who I can’t forget, though. That will be terrible—but maybe it’s better if she does forget me altogether.’”
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"It's easy to forget things you don't need anymore."
"Most people willingly deceive themselves with a doubly false faith; they believe in eternal memory (of men, things, deeds, peoples) and in rectification (of deeds, errors, sins, injustice). Both are sham. The truth lies at the opposite end of the scale: everything will be forgotten and nothing will be rectified. All rectification (both vengeance and forgiveness) will be taken over by oblivion."
"But men are men the best sometimes forget."
"They urge us to study our history that we might learn from past tragedies and errors. But sometimes I think it's actually a good thing that humanity so easily forgets. The haze that eventually claims old suffering often enables us to move on."
"And we forget because we must and not because we will."
"Illusion (moha) is to take a beating and then forget, to take another beating and then forget again."
“Mearth appeared angry and disappointed briefly, but then she just gazed at the ground.
‘It must be horrible, feeling all alone, is it?’ she asked.
‘Oh, not really,’ said Alecto, his eyes lifeless, his voice listless. ‘I’m going to be forgotten by someone who I can’t forget, though. That will be terrible—but maybe it’s better if she does forget me altogether.’”
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