#eat

What makes the prospect of death distinctive in the modern age is the background of permanent technological and sociological revolution against which it is set, and which serves to strip us of any possible faith in the permanence of our labours. Our ancestors could believe that their achievements had a chance of bearing up against the flow of events. We know time to be a hurricane. Our buildings, our sense of style, our ideas, all of these will soon enough be anachronisms, and the machines in which we now take inordinate pride will seem no less bathetic than Yorick's skull. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#anachronisms #death #permanence #revolution #sociology

Hell, I don't want to grow old at all. I never want to die. ↗

— Kate Millett

#death #age

Everybody dies. There’s nothing you can do about it. Whether or not you eat six almonds a day. Whether or not you believe in God. (Although there’s no question a belief in God would come in handy. It would be great to think there’s a plan, and that everything happens for a reason. I don’t happen to believe that. And every time one of my friends says to me, “Everything happens for a reason,” I would like to smack her.) ↗

— Nora Ephron

#old-age #age

An aged man is but a paltry thing, A tattered coat upon a stick, unless Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing For every tatter in its mortal dress ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#death #poetry #age

I seem to walk on a transparent surface and see beneath me all the bones and wrecks and tentacles that will eventually claim me: in other words, old age, incapacity, loneliness, death of others & myself... ↗

— Philip Larkin

#age

...why do people venerate Einstein or Bill Gates? Clive Bell explains: Genius worship is the inevitable sign of an uncreative age.... ↗

— John Geddes

#clive-bell #einstein #era #genius #uncreative

We create things to watch them grow, Ruin, she said. To take pleasure in seeing that which we love become more than it was before. ↗

— Brandon Sanderson

#love #age

Zachary smiles, and I wonder if he's felling different. Because standing out here waist deep in Gossimer Lake, next to my best friend, I'm feeling different-light and good and maybe even holy. ↗

— Kimberly Willis Holt

#deathr #friendship #spirituality #vietnam-wa #age

After breakfast I spent an hour cleaning my revolver and trying my skill at a target. Jane shook her head, probably thinking that bullets were vain against demonic powers. But Perdita was hugely delighted with the shining little instrument and wanted it for a plaything; women of all ages will play with death! ("Absolute Evil") ↗

— Julian Hawthorne

#guns #pistol #revolver #women #age

So this is it ⎯ what cost me all that time. A man who turned out to be old, a house that turned out to be empty. ↗

— Jennifer Egan

#death #getting-old #getting-older #wasting-time #age