Isaac Marion
Isaac Marion
Isaac Marion is an American writer. He is best known as the best-selling author of the "zombie romance" novel Warm Bodies...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
CountryUnited States of America
weight bigger bigger-picture
What I'm saying is, when you have weight like that in your life, you have to start looking for the bigger picture or you are gonna sink.
scary wonderful wonderful-things
What wonderful thing didn't start out scary?
cities want builder
I'm not a general or a colonel or a builder of cities. I'm just a corpse who wants not to be.
trying easy lennon
Not so easy, Mr Lennon. Even if you try.
want ifs
If there are rules, we're the ones making them. We can change them whenever we want to.
war animal thinking
I think the world has mostly ended because the cities we wander through are as rotten as we are. Buildings have collapsed. Rusted cars clog the streets. Most glass is shattered and the wind drifting through the hollow high-rises moans like an animal left to die. 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're arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which road you took.
trying world
What's the point of trying to fix a world we're so briefly in?
acceptance ive-learned paradox
I am Dead, but it's not so bad. I've learned to live with it.
ugly monsters exhausted
I sigh inside, so exhausted by these ugly questions, but when did a monster ever deserve its privacy?
stars believe shadow
I can no longer believe in any voodoo spell or laboratory virus. This is something deeper, darker. This comes from the cosmos, from the stars, or the unknown blackness behind them. The shadows in God's boarded-up basement.
rigor-mortis world scream
...and we'll see what happens when we say Yes while this rigor mortis world screams No.
dark doctors age
Are we all just Dark Age doctors, swearing by our leeches? We crave a greater science. We want to be proven wrong.
feel-better airports brain
Of course, if I eat all of him, if I spare his brain, he'll rise up and follow me back to the airport, and that might make feel better. I'll introduce him to everyone, and maybe we'll stand around and groan for a while. It's hard to say what 'friends' are any more, but that might be close.
zombie flesh teeth
Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.