What is an instant death anyway? How long is an instant? Is it one second? Ten? The pain of those seconds must have been awful as her lungs collasped and there was no air, and no blood to her brain and only raw panic. What the hell is instant,nothing is instant. Instant rice takes five minutes, instant pudding, an hour. I doubt that an instant of blinding pain feels particatly
instantaneous.
instantaneous.
— Looking For Alaska (John Green)
