Styling is designing for obsolescence.

Obsolescence is the moment of superabundance.

Obsolescence is the very hallmark of progress.

Planned obsolescence is another word for progress.

Our whole economy is based on planned obsolescence.

Instead, most colleges are studies in obsolescence.

Britain today is suffering from galloping obsolescence.

God made the human body like a machine with built-in obsolescence.

Obsolescence never meant the end of anything, it's just the beginning.

Planned obsolescence is not really a new concept. God used it with people.

Obsolescence is a fate devoutly to be wished, lest science stagnate and die.

The four stages of man are infancy, childhood, adolescence, and obsolescence.

Go spit in the face of our inevitable obsolescence and finish your @#$&ng novel.

It drives me crazy to throw something out. I find planned obsolescence revolting.

Immunity to obsolescence is the only obsolescent-immune conceit of the past millennium.

But planned obsolescence is possible only if the rate of technological change is contained.

Name anything - high-definition TV, computer obsolescence - and I'm pretty much annoyed by it.

Obsolescence is a factor which says that the new thing I bring you is worth more than the unused value of the old thing.

I personally am not so obsessed about immortality for myself. The human body has been designed that way, obsolescence is OK.

People always worry that buying tech products today carries a risk of obsolescence. Most of the time, that fear is overblown.

Journalism, spooked by rumors of its own obsolescence, has stopped believing in itself. Groans of doom alternate with panicked happy talk.

Starving the future to feed the present is a mistake - it leads to obsolescence and stagnation. Sometimes it is hard to make this understood.

Having a child is sowing the seeds of your own obsolescence: birth is the fuse that leads to that other thing. You appear, you replace yourself, you die.

I think that to acknowledge a new generation is to acknowledge some degree of obsolescence in yourself, and that is very hard to do and often comes with undeniable anger.

Rant said that view of time was set up so folks won't live forever. It's the planned obsolescence we've all agreed to...'Nothing says you have to swallow this,' Rant told me. 'You can always just die.

We live in a disposable, 'cast-off and throw-away' society that has largely lost any real sense of permanence. Ours is a world of expiration dates, limited shelf life, and planned obsolescence. Nothing is absolute.

Publishers, naturally, loathe used books and have developed strategies to depress the secondhand market. They bring out new, even more expensive editions of popular textbooks every three to four years, in a classic cycle of planned obsolescence.

I have this old '57 Porsche Speedster, and the way the door closes, I'll just sit there and listen to the sound of the latch going, 'cluh-CLICK-click.' That door! I live for that door. Whatever the opposite of planned obsolescence is, that's what I'm into.

It had to happen to me sometime: sooner or later, I would have to lose sight of the cutting edge. That moment every technical person fears - the fall into knowledge exhaustion, obsolescence, techno-fuddy-duddyism - there was no reason to think I could escape it forever.

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