Quotes About Decay

Every process must by law decay.

Every cell in a dying body winks out at its own pace.

Beneath the Moon there is nothing that is not mortal and doomed to decay, except for the souls which, by the grace of the gods, have been conferred on humankind. But above the Moon everything is eternal.

Robert Pinkerton used to say that a lie was like a dead coyote. The longer you leave it, the more it smells.

a lie was like a dead coyote. The longer you leave it, the more it smells.

Most of the jars on my spice rack had that sticky, dusty quality that comes from never being opened and you'd have had to root around in the fridge to find a vegetable that wasn't limp, bruised or withered – or all three.

Mob law is the most forcible expression of an abnormal public opinion; it shows that society is rotten to the core.

The walk between our house and the bus stop is marked by decay and wreckage. A row of shops, flats, community centres and an old cinema is boarded up, burned out, cracking and rotting.

All forms of human happiness contain within themselves the seeds of their own decomposition.

The first thing to know about living in an old house: The walls are alive.

That must have been a ballroom once," she said, as she glanced back at the conference–cum–dining room. For an instant she could imagine it: Women dressed like Anna Karenina. Hussars and diplomats. Candlelight softening the lines on their faces. "And this used to be a garden," Michael added. "Like Stalin's world used to be Russia. It's only going to get drabber.

But so often, things of great beauty are full of great corruption.

Privilege becomes arrogance. Arrogance promotes injustice. The seeds of ruin blossom.

Warfare leaves a residue of 'eat drink and be merry' that often leads inexorably to moral breakdown.

Sje?anje nikada ne obnavlja stvarnost. Ono je samo preure?uje. Sva ta preure?enja mijenjaju original, postaju?i na taj na?in vanjski okviri za preporuke koje neizbježno brzo propadaju.

Our civilization could well die of indifference within it before succumbing to external attack. The

Our civilization could well die of indifference within it before succumbing to external attack.

How could a man not be sickened when the felt in his mouth had been gnawed and drooled on by more than a hundred men as they lay dying?

There is a red sandy beach in the Minas Basin in Nova Scotia that is unlike any other shore landscape I have ever seen. The world's highest tides wash its shores, and the soft cliffs of Blomidon Provincial Park are constantly crumbling away; whole trees will occasionally slide down to the sea to decay slowly in the wind and brine.

I was aware of that theme of mortality in my music since around 2009. The decaying and the disappearance of the piano sound is very much symbolic of life and mortality. It's not sad. I just meditate about it.

I like to try to capture places that a lot of people went to or have a deep emotional connection to. Malls, abandoned speedways, abandoned theme parks. To me, those are most interesting kinds of things to capture.

And so I pushed it all down into the dim recesses of my mind, there to fester and grow like botulism.

wabi-sabi is the Japanese art of finding beauty in imperfection and profundity in nature, of accepting the natural cycle of growth, decay and death.

We'd been so good together once, and then we'd rotted, like some corpse with a delayed burial.