Decay Quotes

So peaceful shalt thou end thy blissful days, And steal thyself from life by slow decays.

Homer
- Decay
- Shalt
If you have only two or three things that you can enjoy and they are things which time and decay may remove from you, what are you going to do in old age?

Henry Ward Beecher
- Time
- Things
- Decay

Rochester: "I am no better than the old lightning-struck chestnut-tree in Thornfield orchard…And what right would that ruin have to bid a budding woodbine cover its decay with freshness?" Jane: "You are no ruin sir - no lighting-struck tree: you are green and vigorous. Plants will grow about your roots, whether you ask them or not, because they take delight in your bountiful shadow; and as they grow they will lean towards you, and wind round you, because your strength offers them so safe a prop.

Charlotte Bronte
The ensouled is distinguished from the unsouled by its being alive. Now since being alive is spoken of in many ways, even if only one of these is present, we say that the thing is alive, if, for instance, there is intellect or perception or spatial movement and rest or indeed movement connected with nourishment and growth and decay. It is for this reason that all the plants are also held to be alive . . .

Aristotle
“All is shoring up against decay”

B.S. Johnson
- Decay
- Shoring Up
Ever note, Lucilius, When love begins to sicken and decay It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith; But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, Make gallant show and promise of their mettle; But when they should endure the bloody spur, They fall their crests, and like deceitful jades Sink in the trial.

William Shakespeare
- Love
- Promise
- Ceremony
Firstly, because one suffers from being forced to dwell in a house steadily falling to decay; a trial to the housekeeper, arousing a sense of some innate incompetence that the beams of the building should sag, doors open difficultly, windows dim with the dust of time, the outer complexion of the house grow streaked and grey with the weathering of many seasons. There is a certain desperation in the realization that no repairs are possible ... one braces one’s self to accept courageously the wrongs of time; to wear the lichens and mosses with silent gallantry.

Elizabeth Bisland
Fascism is capitalism in decay.

Vladimir Lenin