“ You won’t starve, R. In my short life I made so many choices just because I thought they were required, but my dad was right: there’s no rule book for the world. It’s in our heads, our collective huma… Isaac Marion
“ I don't know what happened. Disease? War? Social collapse? Or was it just us? The Dead replacing the Living? I guess it's not so important. Once you've arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matte… Isaac Marion
“ Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping that when you pull it out o… Isaac Marion
“ This plague... This curse... I have an idea where it came from. I don't think it's from any spell or virus or nuclear rays. I think it's from a deeper place. I think we brought it here. I think we cru… Isaac Marion
“ It’s not about keeping up the population, it’s about passing on who we are and what we've learned, so things keep going. So we don’t just end. Isaac Marion
“ ... we shoved out many hopes and fears into their hands, believing those hands were strong because they had firm handshakes. They failed us, always. There was no way they could not fail us - they were… Isaac Marion
“ I'd like to sit down with him and pick his brain, just a tiny bite somewhere in the frontal lobe to get a taste of his thoughts" -Warm Bodies Isaac Marion
“ Is this muteness a real physical handicap? One of the many symptoms of being Dead?Or do we just have nothing left to say? Isaac Marion
“ The burning red taste of blood floods my mouth. The sparkle of life sprays out of his cells like citrus mist from an orange peel, and I suck it in. Isaac Marion
“ Are we all just Dark Age doctors, swearing by our leeches? We crave a greater science. We want to be proven wrong. Isaac Marion
“ I'm watching her talk. Watching her jaw move and collecting her words one by one as they spill from her lips. I don't deserve them. Her warm memories. I'd like to paint them over the bare plaster wall… Isaac Marion
“ I erupt from the dark, crushing tunnel into a flash of light and noise. A new kind of air surrounds me, dry and cold, as they wipe the last smears of home off my skin. I feel a sharp pain as they snip… Isaac Marion
“ I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses. Isaac Marion
“ Maybe eventually winter will finish our job for us and end the world in ice instead of blood. Isaac Marion
“ Was it just fear? the voices wonder. We were fearful in the best of times; how could we cope with the worst? So we found the tallest walls and poured ourselves behind them. We kept pouring until we we… Isaac Marion
