We are where we are, however we got here. What matters is where we go next. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I don't know... there's something kind of beautiful about it, don't you think? That we keep living and growing even though our… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
But we don’t remember those lives. We can’t read our diaries.’ ‘It doesn’t matter. We are where we are, however we got… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I think the world has mostly ended because the cities we wander through are as rotten as we are. Buildings have collapsed.… — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
Once you've arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which route you took. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
The kind of stuff I usually read is a bit more on the literary side, like books that I think are influential… — 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
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses. — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys — Isaac Marion Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
