God has made us study partner. We need to talk about our project.
Isaac Marion... we shoved out many hopes and fears into their hands, believing those hands were strong because they had firm handshakes. They failed us, always. There was no way they could not fail us - they were human, and so were we.
Isaac MarionMots clés leadership politicians
The moment the light went out, everyone stopped pretending.
Isaac MarionMots clés pretending
...thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?
Isaac MarionMots clés happiness life-and-living maximalism
I know I'm not going to say good-bye. And if these staggering refugees want to help, if they think they see something bigger here than a boy chasing a girl, then they can help, and we'll see what happens when we say yes while the rigor mortis world screams no.
Isaac MarionA month ago there was nothing on Earth I missed, enjoyed, or longed for. I knew I could lose everything and not feel anything, and I rested easy in that knowledge. But I'm growing tired of easy things.
Isaac MarionThat's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory— hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can built off our pasts and make future.
Isaac MarionMots clés future hope memory part
Even in my bravest moment, I am a coward.
Isaac MarionI look into Julie's face. Not just at it, but into it. Every pore, every freckle, every faint gossamer hair. And then the layers beneath them. The flesh and bones, the blood and brain, all the way down to the unknowable energy that swirls in her core, the life force, the soul, the fiery will that makes her more than meat, coursing through every cell and binding them together in millions to form her. Who is she, this girl? What is she? She is everything. Her body contains the history of life, remembered in chemicals. Her mind contains the history of the universe, remembered in pain, in joy and sadness, hate and hope and bad habits, every thought of God, past-present-future, remembered, felt, and hoped for all at once.
Isaac MarionEverything dies eventually. We all know that. People, cities, whole civilizations. Nothing lasts. So if existence was just binary, dead or alive, here or not here, what would be the fucking point in anything? My mom used to say that's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory - hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can build off our pasts and make futures.
Isaac MarionMots clés inspirational hope julie zombie-apocalypse warm-bodies
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