Humor-irony-death-zombie Quote by Diana Rowland Download Open image ““Three hours ago I was in bed, I thought miserably. I should have stayed there.”” — Diana Rowland ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Humor-irony-death-zombie
“I had been having trouble sleeping, and had found that actually getting up was marginally preferable to lying in my bed batting away the… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image
“In the end, I think that I will like that we were sitting on the bed, talking & wondering where the time had gone.” — Brian Andreas Copy Share Image
“and even though I was in bed and he was in his basement, it really felt like we were back in that uncreated third… — John Green Copy Share Image
“When they’d settled into bed last night, everything had seemed good and safe. Yeah, maybe this was worse, to have that suddenly taken away.” — James Dashner Copy Share Image
“I shouldn't have stayed as long as I did, but I wanted to hold her while she slept. I wanted her to know I… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“And they were going to end up in bed. It was just a matter of finding the right time and a half hour of… — HelenKay Dimon Copy Share Image
“and it was a relief when they went to bed. For now she need not think about anybody.” — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“Oh, no, no, no," I repeated, shaking my head. The room started to spin, and I couldn't hold my head up any longer. I… — Rebecca Donovan Copy Share Image
“I’m pre-med,” he added smugly. “Okay.” I said again. I didn’t shrug this time, but his jaw tightened a bit as if he was… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
Still, waking up this early was just wrong. “Why can’t people be reasonable and only die after eleven A.M.?” I whined. — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“Lying on the metal table in front of me was a middle-aged man decked out in absolutely nothing at all. A dead man. Buck-ass… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“Angel, I have no idea how you can stand this stench,” he said. “Derrel’s been doing this for long enough that I think he… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“I leveled a scowl at him. “Is there anything in our agreement that says I can’t call you names?” He crouched and added a… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“Yeah, so? I was ignorant, but I’m not a fucking moron. Why would I give the shit to you just so I could buy… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
Hell, right now my only weapons were Obnoxious and Snark, and I intended to use them whenever possible. — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“The pudding lived up to its name. And nothing fell off that wasn't supposed to.” — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“...with that I turned into a punching, struggling, kicking psycho redneck zombie bitch.” — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“I clung to the pain like a badge of honor. Blood dripped in a slow splatter from a deep gash in my forearm, and… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“I just can't believe you fucked that thing !" he retorted, voice rough with what I coud only assume was utter distain. "Why... why… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“Lying on the metal table in front of me was a middle-aged man decked out in absolutely nothing at all. A dead man. Buck-ass… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“Angel, I have no idea how you can stand this stench,” he said. “Derrel’s been doing this for long enough that I think he… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“Yeah, so? I was ignorant, but I’m not a fucking moron. Why would I give the shit to you just so I could buy… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“It reminds me of an old joke: What did the Zombie say to the whore?" I looked at him blankly. "Um....what?" He winked. "Keep… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“That is a zombie..... Holy fucking shit. That's a mother fucking zombie and this shit is real.” — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“As soon as he was gone I blew my breath out and leaned back against the wall. Awkward. First the cop who’d arrested me,… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“All of a sudden it seemed as if I could smell the brain, and not in a oh-how-gross way, but as if someone had… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“I walked into the café, bypassing the waiting people as I scanned for the hulking figure of my partner. It’s official , I thought… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“Look, I know this is the last thing you want to talk about, but I wanted to ask you . . . .” He… — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image
“If you believe in the eighteenth century view of the mind, you will look and act wimpy. You will think that all you need… — George Lakoff Copy Share Image
“Good morning!” my partner, Derrel, said in an insanely cheerful voice. “I need my Angel to come out and play.” — Diana Rowland Copy Share Image