All salvation is temporary," Augustus shot back. "I bought them a minute. Maybe that's the minute that buys them an hour, which is the hour that buys them a year. No one's gonna buy them forever, Hazel Grace, but my life bought them a minute. And that's not nothing.
It seemed like forever ago, like we've had this brief but still infinite forever. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.
What about the rest of your life?" She shrugged. "What about it?" "Aren't you worried about, like, forever?" "Forever is composed of nows," she says.
I think forever is an incorrect concept," I answered. He smirked. "You're an incorrect concept." "I know. That's why I'm being taken out of the rotation".
Crying adds something: crying is you, plus tears. But the feeling Colin had was some horrible opposite of crying. It was you, minus something. He kept thinking about one word - forever - and felt the burning ache just beneath his rib cage.
How do you just stop being terrified of getting left behind and ending up by yourself forever and not meaning anything to the world?
but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever.
I think forever is an incorrect concept.
It's only forever... Not long at all.
Every second of your definitionally temporary consciousness, you are choosing how you spend something that will not last forever.