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    Thus let me live, unseen, unknown,
    Thus unlamented let me die;
    Steal from the world, and not a stone
    Tell where I lie.

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Like beauteous flowers which vainly waste their scent
Of odours in unhaunted deserts.

Like beauteous flowers which vainly waste their scent
Of odours in unhaunted deserts.

by Edward Chamberlayne Found in: Obscurity Quotes,
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Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever.

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Darkness is to space what silence is to sound, i.e., the interval.

Darkness is to space what silence is to sound, i.e., the interval.

by Marshall Mcluhan Found in: Obscurity Quotes,
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The palpable obscure.

The palpable obscure.

by John Milton Found in: Obscurity Quotes,
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I give the fight up; let there be an end,
A privacy, an obscure nook for me,
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I give the fight up; let there be an end,
A privacy, an obscure nook for me,
I want to be forgotten even by God.

by Robert Browning Found in: Obscurity Quotes,
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He shone with the greater splendor, because he was not seen.
[Lat., Eo magis praefulgebat quod non videbatur.]

He shone with the greater splendor, because he was not seen.
[Lat., Eo magis praefulgebat quod non videbatur.]

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Yet was he but a squire of low degree.

Yet was he but a squire of low degree.

by Edmund Spenser Found in: Obscurity Quotes,
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Obscurity and competence: That is the life that is worth living.

Obscurity and competence: That is the life that is worth living.

by Mark Twain Found in: Obscurity Quotes,
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Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just,
Stoop'd down serene and wrote them on the dust,
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Some write their wrongs in marble: he more just,
Stoop'd down serene and wrote them on the dust,
Trod under foot, the sport of every wind,
Swept from the earth and blotted from his mind,
There, secret in the grave, he bade them lie,
And grieved they could not 'scape the Almighty eye.

by Samuel Madden Found in: Obscurity Quotes,
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