#zombie

You know, surprisingly, they don't sell a lot of brains in the local 24-hour grocery store around the corner from my house. ↗

— Rusty Fischer

#zombies #love

I was very athletic when I was younger and I am a very competitive person, so I never give up. ↗

— Izabella Scorupco

#going #just #keep #shooting #them

Then I had another one of my well-researched epiphanies. His constant use of Purell, his love of video games, his lack of friends, planet gazing, and flail-run. “You’re a zombie,” I gasped. “No. I’m not,” he said. I went back to the vampire theory. ↗

— Harvard Lampoon

#nightlight #parody #twilight #vampires #zombies

SPOILERS I move closer to the glass, as close as I can get to it, begging her, begging Lily, begging Grace, begging all of them to tell me what's left, to just tell me, while the girl pushes against the window, turns her tiny hands into tiny fists, begging me for a taste of - life. My life. Lily disappears. Grace. They all leave, they're gone, they will never be here again. But the weight of what they've shown me is settling into my bones. I don't know if I will keep it, but just in this moment, however brief, I feel closer to it than I ever have before. . . The dead girl presses her face against the glass. She waits for me to tell her what's next. ↗

— Courtney Summers

#life #zombies #death

Why is it beautiful that humanity keeps coming back? So does herpes. ↗

— Isaac Marion

#humanity #nora #warm-bodies #zombie-apocalypse #beauty

I don't want to hear music, I don't want the sunrise to be pink. The world is a liar. Its ugliness is overwhelming; the scraps of beauty make it worse. ↗

— Isaac Marion

#warm-bodies #zombie-apocalypse #beauty

We always kept in our hearts the most noble, beautiful feeling that sets human beings apart: hope. ↗

— Manel Loureiro

#life #survival #zombies #beauty

It's not about surviving. It should be about love. When you know love...that's what makes this life worth it. When you live with it everyday. Wake up with it, hold on to it during the thunder and after a nightmare. When love is your refuge from the death that surrounds us all and when it fills you so tight that you can't express it. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth #ya #ya-lit #young-adult #zombies

It reminds me of an old joke: What did the Zombie say to the whore?" I looked at him blankly. "Um....what?" He winked. "Keep the tip. ↗

— Diana Rowland

#death

There is a child - a baby - who long since kicked off her blankets. Her skin is ashen and her mouth open in a perpetual yet silent scream. She isn't old enough to roll over, to sit up, to climb. So she lies there kicking her fat legs against the footboard of the crib, eternally calling for her mother. For food. For flesh. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#death #erie #haunting #life #zombie-apocalypse