#dead

Okay, it's pretty obvious what we're doing here, people. If it's dead - fucking KILL IT ↗

— Robert Kirkman

#zombies #zombies

I am Cinna's bird, ignited, flying frantically to escape something inescapable. The feathers of flame that grow from my body. Beating my wings only fans the blaze. I consume myself, but to no end. Finally, my wings begin to falter, I lose height, and gravity pulls me into a foamy sea the color of Finnick's eyes. I float on my back, which continues to burn beneath the water, but the agony quiets to pain. When I am adrift and unable to navigate, that's when they come. The dead. The ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I want so badly to follow them, but the seawater saturates my wings, making it impossible to lift them. The ones I hated have taken to the water, horrible scaled things that tear my salty flesh with needle teeth. Biting again and again. Dragging me beneath the surface. The small white bird tinged in pink dives down, buries her claws in my chest, and tries to keep me afloat. "No, Katniss! No! You can't go!" But the ones I hated are winning, and if she clings to me, she'll be lost as well. "Prim, let go!" And finally she does. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#book #burn #dead #end #fire

We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future. We shall take part in it as handfuls of dust and splinters of bone. But how far away that future may be, there is no knowing. ↗

— George Orwell

#death-and-dying #future #death

Even though I buried our love in a coffin, it isn’t dead. No, our love is very much alive. Or at least it was yesterday, when I went to visit the cemetery. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#buried #bury #cemetery #coffin #dead

I realized this is what God has dealt me, and I should be thankful considering all that's happened to me in my life, but MS caused the movies to stop - stop dead - and I miss it. ↗

— Richard Pryor

#caused #considering #dead #dealt #god

I realized that I was really tired of people popping on and off of my property like it was a train station on the supernatural railroad. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#dead-and-gone #sookie-stackhouse #supernatural

One of the most attractive things about writing your autobiography is that you're not dead. ↗

— Joseph Barbera

#attractive #autobiography #dead #most #things

Angelic Sookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil maenad violated your smooth and voluptuous body, in an attempt to deliver a message to me. -Eric ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#eric-northman #sookie-stackhouse #beauty

It is time for dead languages to be quiet. ↗

— Natalie Clifford Barney

#languages #quiet #time

No one is ever really dead unless we find the body. ↗

— Julia Barr

#dead #ever #find #really #unless