Quotes About Decay

Must not all things at the last be swallowed up in death?

Autumn is the harvest of greedy death.

Autumn teaches us that fruition is also death; that ripeness is a form of decay. The willows, having stood for so long near water, begin to rust. Leaves are verbs that conjugate the seasons.

I like thinking about the fragility of the human flesh and our bodies - our decay and eventual death.

What is born will die, What has been gathered will be dispersed, What has been accumulated will be exhausted, What has been built up will collapse, And what has been high will be brought low.

I remain unconvinced that anything other than rapid decomposition is the fate of my body and mind after death.

Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves.

Death was in every sell of his body. He gave off a faint, greenish steam of decay. Lee imagined he would glow in the dark.

What a repugnant spectacle our country has become! Falsehood, cruelty, and madness everywhere, and brute force in the wings waiting to finish us off.

Death, decay, entropy, and destruction are the true suspensions of God's laws; miracles are the early glimpses of restoration.

never a pot hole filled

You are a cesspit if moral filth.

Boys never become men, they become skeletons and skulls.

When the mind's eye is fixed on objects illuminated by truth and reality, it understands and knows them, and its possession of intelligence is evident; but when it is fixed on the twilight world of change and decay, it can only form opinions, its vision is confused and its opinions shifting, and it seems to lack intelligence.

I am an apple, and one who loves you tossed me before you. O yield to him, dear Xanthippe! Both you and I decay.

All those decaying zombies eating people and tearing out their guts." She laughed. "Cool!

The corpse you planted last year in your garden, Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?" —T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land

Any town can die without actually drying up and blowing away. It can be as dead as a ghost town even with people still living in it." Gazing

deliquescing

They feed on violence, but they feast on the despoiling of what is good.

A few thousand years of weather will eventually reduce a city to its component elements and fields of rubble, though its more restive citizens are likely to get the job done faster.

Where an owner showed pride in his home, the fresh paint, the upright picket fence, the well-barbered shrubs only emphasized the debris, decay, and dilapidation that characterized the surrounding properties. Each island of order did not offer hope of a community-wide transformation, but instead seemed to be a dike that could not long hold back an inevitably rising tide of chaos.

To rot under marble or to rot under earth is still to rot.

The colors of living things begin to fade with the last breath, and the soft, springy skin and supple muscle rot within weeks. But the bones sometimes remain, faithful echoes of the shape, to bear some last faint witness to the glory of what was.