“Memories you capture on purpose are always more vivid than the ones you pick up by accident.” — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“Well we have to. We have to remember everything. If we don’t, by the time we grow up it’ll be gone forever.” — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“The opposite of memory--hope. SO things that are gone can still matter. So we can build off our pasts and make futures.” — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
We have to remember everything. If we don't, by the time we grow up it'll be gone forever. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
All the shitty stuff people do to themselves... it can all be the same thing, you know? Just a way to drown… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“My mom used to say that’s why we have memory. And the opposite of memory—hope. So things that are gone can still… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
That's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory— hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“My mind has cleared a little; I’ve regained some instincts and associations, echoes of the Living world if not actual memories. Those… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“The knowledge feels grotesque in my mind but I grasp it and hold it tight, etching it deep into my memory. Why… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“As residual life energy fades from the brain, the useless clutter is first to go. The movie quotes, the radio jingles, the… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“So if existence was just binary, dead or alive, here or not here, what would be the fucking point in anything? My… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“Now here is an oddity. A question for the zombie philosophers. What does it mean that my past is a fog but… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
“These people, these beautiful Living women, they don't seem to make the connection between me and the creatures that keep killing everything they love.… — Isaac Marion Copy Share
“You and I are victims of the same disease. We're fighting the same war, just different battles in different theaters, and it's way too… — Isaac Marion Copy Share
“She looks at her wrist, those thin scars like an entry stamp for some horrible concert. 'All the shitty stuff people do to themselves...… — Isaac Marion Copy Share
“I guess I talk a lot of shit about Perry, but it's not like I'm such a shiny happy person either, you know? I'm… — Isaac Marion Copy Share
I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses. — Isaac Marion Copy Share
I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys — Isaac Marion Copy Share
But it does make me sad that we've forgotten our names. Out of everything, this seems to me the most tragic. I miss my… — Isaac Marion Copy Share
It's not like I'm such a shiny happy person either, you know? I'm a wreck too, I'm just... still alive. — Isaac Marion Copy Share
“I run through the dark entry corridor toward the light on the other end, wondering if this is a birth canal or the tunnel… — Isaac Marion Copy Share
“I want the pain of knowing them, and by extension myself: who and what I really am. Maybe with that scalpel, red-hot and sterilized… — Isaac Marion Copy Share
Just... ate," M says, frowning at me a little. "Two days...ago." I grab my stomach again. "Feel empty. Feel... dead." He nods. "Marr...iage. — Isaac Marion Copy Share
It’s sad to see them staring wistfully through the window when the door isn’t locked. — Isaac Marion Copy Share
