#zombie

For there has never been a story nearly as tragic as the one of Frankenstein, except for that of Johnny Heart and his Francesca Valentine. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#heartbreak #horror #horror-romance #love #paranormal-romance

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

OMG YOU GUYS it has come to my attention that SOMEONE on the internet is saying that my fictional 19th century zombies are NOT SCIENTIFICALLY SOUND. Naturally, I am crushed. To think, IF ONLY I’d consulted with a zombologist or two before sitting down to write, I could’ve avoided ALL THIS EMBARRASSMENT. ↗

— Cherie Priest

#zombies #nature

It's more useful to have someone fear you than respect you. ↗

— J. Cornell Michel

#apocalyptic #fear #fearful #important #respect

I came to the conclusion a while ago that there is nothing romantic or supernatural about loving someone: Love is the privilege of being responsible for another. It was, for a time, what kept me going: Each morning, for a little while, I got to feel the weight of the yoke on my back as I pulled the ancient cart of my species. ↗

— John Green

#privilege #zombies #love

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in possession of brains must be in want of more brains. ↗

— Seth Grahame-Smith

#zombies #brain

Then I glanced at the ring on my finger. The Snake That Eats Its Own Tail, Forever and Ever. I know where I came from—but where did all you zombies come from? I felt a headache coming on, but a headache powder is one thing I do not take. I did once—and you all went away. So I crawled into bed and whistled out the light. You aren’t really there at all. There isn’t anybody but me—Jane—here alone in the dark. I miss you dreadfully! ↗

— Robert A. Heinlein

#fate #zombies

I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys ↗

— Isaac Marion

#zombies #zombies

This is the way the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with zombies breaking down the back door. ↗

— Amanda Hocking

#hollowland #zombies #zombies