It isn't just planned obsolescence anymore. There's a real pain to be had with the stuff that was built to last and just doesn't.

I take comfort in the fact that... it isn't very comforting to know that everything is just a bunch of atoms arranged in a certain way, for a certain period of time, and eventually, the forces of the universe will do whatever they please to the things we try to organise int order.

Manufacturing is just undoing the universe's work, I guess.

We're little biological factories of our own, working toward not lasting forever. The most we can do is have the moments count.

I am very much at the stage of my life where I want to buy things for the last time - I know this isn't always possible, But I'll wager that I won't need to replace my cast iron pan before I die.