#zombie

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

When you're dead, everything in the world is like a song that makes you cry. ↗

— Adam Selzer

#zombies #death

Still, waking up this early was just wrong. “Why can’t people be reasonable and only die after eleven A.M.?” I whined. ↗

— Diana Rowland

#death

New York City in life was much like New York City in death. It was still hard to get a cab, for example. ↗

— Colson Whitehead

#death

Look, I know this is the last thing you want to talk about, but I wanted to ask you . . . .” He trailed off, looking strangely uneasy. “Ask me . . . ?” Ask me to dinner? Ask me out for drinks? Ask me if I wanted to see what he looked like under that uniform? Yow, where’d that last one come from? ↗

— Diana Rowland

#death

The more we lose, the more we become the survivors. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#life

I would like my life to be a movie so I could cut to a montage. ↗

— Isaac Marion

#music #zombies #life

It isn't the young men who call to her at night. It's the Forest. It's the whisper of the trees that there's somethine else, outside the fences. That there's still a world that's bigger than any she could ever comprehend and all she has to do is find the strength to go after it. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#men

The nurse snorted, and said. “All men are pigs.” “Not all men.” Jango said. “Some of the men are zombies. ↗

— Cedric Nye

#jango-s-anthem #quote #zombie-fighter-jango #zombies #zompoc