“I imagine that's what being full-dead is like. And emptiness vast and absolute.” — Isaac Marion Emptiness Copy Share Image
“I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.” — Isaac Marion Exclamation Copy Share Image
I adapt to things quickly, including good things, which I wish I could shut off sometimes. — Isaac Marion Adapt Copy Share Image
“Prepositions are painful, articles are arduous, adjectives are wild overachievements.” — Isaac Marion Language Copy Share Image
It's hard to take your life so seriously when you can see it all at once. — Isaac Marion Funny Copy Share Image
“Nature is hungry. It is ready to take back what the man stole from it by living.” — Isaac Marion Hunger Copy Share Image
“You should always be taking pictures, if not with a camera then with your mind” — Isaac Marion Camera Copy Share Image
Is this muteness a real physical handicap? One of the many symptoms of being Dead?Or do we just have nothing left to… — Isaac Marion Handicaps Copy Share Image
I wince at her use of the word "human." I've never liked that differentiation. She is living and I'm dead, but we're… — Isaac Marion Call me Copy Share Image
I wonder how well she sleeps at night, and what kind of dreams she has. I wish I could step into them… — Isaac Marion Dream Copy Share Image
“And considering I haven't showered in over a week, you really don't smell much worse than I do; maybe we'll cancel each… — Isaac Marion Week Really Copy Share Image
“He didn't come to make friends. He's got fire in his eyes and a sword in his mouth and he came to… — Isaac Marion Friendship Copy Share Image
I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses. — Isaac Marion Drowning 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 Hope Copy Share Image
I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents. — Isaac Marion Accidents Copy Share Image
“We sit against the tiles of the bathroom wall with our legs sprawled out in front of us, passing the brain back… — Isaac Marion Bathroom Copy Share Image
“I got nineteen years with your mom. But do you think I would've turned down the idea if I'd known I'd only… — Isaac Marion Ideal world Copy Share Image
Sometimes I wonder if he has a philosophy. Maybe even a worldview. I'd like to sit down with him and pick his… — Isaac Marion Brain Copy Share Image
“I want to..harness the magic that brings me into the brains of the Living and use it to bring Julie into mine,… — Isaac Marion Life Copy Share Image
“We cast out votes and raised our leaders, charming men and women with white teeth and silver tongues, and we shoved our… — Isaac Marion Hope Copy Share Image
It frustrates and fascinates me that we'll never know for sure, that despite the best efforts of historians and scientists and poets,… — Isaac Marion Effort Copy Share Image
“I clink my glass against hers and we drink without toasting. The aged cognac tastes like history. Not the kind taught in… — Isaac Marion Cognac Copy Share Image
I know I'm not going to say good-bye. And if these staggering refugees want to help, if they think they see something… — Isaac Marion Bigger Copy Share Image
“At the Arrivals gate, we are greeted by a small crowd, watching us with hungry eyes or eyesockets. We drop our cargo… — Isaac Marion Death Copy Share Image
I think for a minute. Watching my wife fade into the distance, I put a hand on my heart. "Dead." I wave… — Isaac Marion Distance Copy Share Image
“Everything dies eventually. We all know that. People, cities, whole civilizations. Nothing lasts. So if existence was just binary, dead or alive,… — Isaac Marion Existence Copy Share Image
“Suddenly exhausted, she closes her eyes and slips into nightmares again. Graveyards rising out of the ocean. Her friends’ corpses in the… — Isaac Marion Dark Copy Share Image
“I finally drift back to sleep. I'm in the darkness. The molecules of my mind are still scattered, and I float through… — isaac marion Darkness Copy Share Image
“As she dampens my shirt with sadness and snot, I realize I'm about to do another thing I've never done before. I… — 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 Memories Copy Share Image
He is spent. His mind is mercury again, its brief surge of humanity melting into an oily residue on its surface, and… — Isaac Marion Buried Copy Share Image
