When all of us are dead. All of us. There will come a time when there are o human beings remaining to remember that anyone will be no one left to remember Aristotale or Cleopatra, let alone you. Everything that we did forgotten and all of this-will have been for naught. Maybe that time is coming soon and maybe it is millions of years away, but even if we survive the collapse of our sun, we will not survive forever.
Sayfa 13 - hazel grace