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
what-matters next matter
We are where we are, however we got here. What matters is where we go next.
exclamation-marks punctuation-marks long
I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.
zombie lips irony
My friend "M" says the irony of being a zombie is that everything is funny, but you can't smile, because your lips have rotted off.
becoming-one body written
Warm Bodies' ended up becoming one of the most personal relatable things I've written.
dream sleep night
I wonder how well she sleeps at night, and what kind of dreams she has. I wish I could step into them like she steps into mine.
waiting world up-to-you
There is no ideal world for you to wait around for. The world is always just what it is now, and it's up to you how you respond to it.
priceless collectors items
Every experience, good or bad, is a priceless collector's item.
echoes people waiting
Are my words ever actually audible, or do they just echo in my head while people stare at me, waiting?
mistake responsibility judgement
One mistake, one brief lapse of my new found judgement-that's all it took to unravel everything. What a massive responsibility, being a moral creature.
eerie civilization cities
It's more eerie to be alone in a city that's lit up and functioning than one that's a tomb. If everything were silent, one could almost pretend to be in nature. A forest. A meadow. Crickets and birdsong. But the corpse of civilization is as restless as the creatures that now roam the graveyards.
passing-on who-we-are population
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.
end-of-the-world world ends
Nothing is permanent. Not even the end of the world.
rigor-mortis world scream
...and we'll see what happens when we say Yes while this rigor mortis world screams No.
inevitable-death years forever
Here it comes. My inevitable death, ignoring me all those years when I wished for it daily, arriving only after I've decided I want to live forever.