John Green Quotes

Everything that comes together falls apart.

What is a ruin but time easing itself of endurance?

It was a strange lightness, a drifting feeling. Zero gravity. I understood that everything that once seemed solid and immovable might just float away. And that this was a truth of life, not an illusion in the grieving mind of a child. Everything that is hard and heavy in your world is made up of billions of molecules in constant motion offering the illusion of permanence. But it all tends toward breaking down and falling away. Some things just go more quickly, more surprisingly, than others.

Things seem to fall apart inevitably.

The human body is in constant change the minute we're born. It's in a constant state of decay. We're all like Ford Escorts, just falling apart.

That which prematurely arrives at perfection soon perishes.

There are plenty of ruined buildings in the world but no ruined stones.

The first thing you have to do is accept that decay sets in and there's nothing you can do about it.

I believe that time destroys everything. You can take one beautiful apple, red. After a while, it becomes shrivelled and full of worms, just like what happens to us.

Time destroys everything.

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

All things which exist in time must perish

There cannot be any form unless it is the result of force and matter; and all combinations must dissolve.

All things are subject to decay and change.

The process of transformation consists mostly of decay.

Look at everything that exists, and observe that it is already in dissolution and in change, and as it were putrefaction or dispersion, or that everything is so constituted by nature as to die.

memories fall apart too.

Wherever it lies, under earth or over earth, the body will always rot.

Entropy increases. Things fall apart.

She would never change, but one day at the touch of a fingertip she would fall to dust.

What falls away is always. And is near.

The body is subject to the law of growth and decay, what grows must of necessity decay.

Yossarian was cold, too, and shivering uncontrollably. He felt goose pimples clacking all over him as he gazed down despondently at the grim secret Snowden had spilled all over the messy floor. It was easy to read the message in his entrails. Man was matter, that was Snowden's secret. Drop him out a window and he'll fall. Set fire to him and he'll burn. Bury him and he'll rot, like other kinds of garbage. The spirit gone, man is garbage. That was Snowden's secret. Ripeness was all. I'm cold,' Snowden said. 'I'm cold.