Isaac Marion Quotes About Waiting

Quotes about: Waiting

• Deep under our feet the Earth holds its molten breath, while the bones of countless generations watch us and wait.

  Isaac Marion

  Feet, Waiting, Watches

  Isaac Marion (2016). “Warm Bodies and The New Hunger: A Special 5th Anniversary Edition”, p.213, Simon and Schuster

• There is no ideal world for you to wait around for. The world is always just what it is now, and it's up to you how you respond to it.

  Isaac Marion

  Waiting, Up To You, World

  Isaac Marion (2012). “Warm Bodies: A Novel”, p.113, Simon and Schuster

• I think for a minute. Watching my wife fade into the distance, I put a hand on my heart. "Dead." I wave a hand toward my wife. "Dead." My eyes drift toward the sky and lose their focus. "Want it...to hurt. But...doesn't." Julie looks at me like she's waiting for more, and I wonder if I've expressed anything at all with my halting, mumbled soliloquy. Are my words ever actually audible, or do they just echo in my head while people stare at me, waiting? I want to change my punctuation. I long for exclamation marks, but I'm drowning in ellipses.

  Isaac Marion

  Hurt, Distance, Eye

  Isaac Marion (2012). “Warm Bodies: A Novel”, p.51, Simon and Schuster

• Are my words ever actually audible, or do they just echo in my head while people stare at me, waiting?

  Isaac Marion

  Echoes, People, Waiting

  Isaac Marion (2016). “Warm Bodies and The New Hunger: A Special 5th Anniversary Edition”, p.59, Simon and Schuster

• You know things are moving. You're changing, you fellow Dead are changing, the world is ready for something miraculous. What are we waiting for?

  Isaac Marion

  Moving, Waiting, World

  Isaac Marion (2016). “Warm Bodies and The New Hunger: A Special 5th Anniversary Edition”, p.170, Simon and Schuster

• He is spent. His mind is mercury again, its brief surge of humanity melting into an oily residue on its surface, and he no longer understands the feelings he felt in that strange moment on the overpass. But he did feel them. They did happen. They rest on the murky seabed of his mind, buried under sand and silt and miles of grey waves. Patient seeds waiting for light.

  Isaac Marion

  Light, Waiting, Feelings

  Isaac Marion (2016). “Warm Bodies and The New Hunger: A Special 5th Anniversary Edition”, p.381, Simon and Schuster

• I adapt to things quickly, including good things, which I wish I could shut off sometimes. My friends have to keep reminding me how crazy my life has become, and then it hits me fresh and I just slap my forehead and think, "Wait, what... ?"

  Isaac Marion

  Crazy, Thinking, Waiting

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