Quotes About Deterioration

It is possible for great nations to rot from within.

There's an elegiac quality in watching [American wilderness] go, because it's our own myth, the American frontier, that's deteriorating before our eyes. I feel a deep sorrow that my kids will never get to see what I've seen, and their kids will see nothing; there's a deep sadness whenever I look at nature now.

entropy increases'? Everything falls apart eventually.

Our voices need to be raised in unison against the deterioration of our culture.

Every minute you remain at this altitude and above," he cautioned, "your minds and bodies are deteriorating." Brain cells were dying. Our blood was growing dangerously thick and sludgelike.

No more than a utilitarian structure when constructed in 1913 as headquarters for Lambert's first excavation, the plain, one-story stucco building had been going downhill ever since. For

Luxury, that baneful poison, has unstrung and enfeebled her sons.

I were better to be eaten to death with a rust than to be scoured to nothing with perpetual motion.

It only takes a drop of poison to turn what is sound to something rotten and corrupt." -p. 201

When the body breaks down, it does not all go at once; it goes piece by piece.

When urbanity decays, civilization suffers and decays with it.

Civilizations die from suicide, not by murder.

Tobacco, coffee, alcohol, hashish, prussic acid, strychnine, are weak dilutions. The surest poison is time.

The surest poison is time.

the city rolled over and fell down dead. The sound of its death came after.

Aquí todo va de mal en peor.

I'm so scared of going crazy. I can already feel it happening. Things look weird, sound weird. Out of the blue I'll start thinking about stuff that doesn't make any sense. Sometimes the air around me feels... hard. I don't even know what that means, but it's scary. I'm definitely starting. The Flare's taking my brain to hell.

Dust coated the long-dark light fixtures on the ceiling, at least half of them busted, jagged glass screwed into rusty holes.

back there or maybe even taken an actual shit, and then tried to cover it up with a bunch of coconut air freshener that smelled like suntan lotion. The seats were greasy, and patched with duct tape, and the shocks were nearly gone. Whenever we struck a

Do you want me to sit in a corner and rust, or just fall apart where I'm standing?

But all was not well; a creeping rot—environmental, economic, and social—had been undermining its society for some time and would eventually lead to destruction.

The rottenness comes from within.

Character, mon cher, does not stand still. It can gather strength. It can also deteriorate. What a person really is, is only apparent when the test comes—that is, the moment when you stand or fall on your own feet.

If the foundations are rotten - everything's rotten.