“If you don't know a name, you can't be hurt when they go. I have no friends anymore, all are lost.”

“No more running, no more half living, starving or fear. You have it better than me now, I think.”

“...I can't make exceptions for myself. If I can run, I will run. I don't have to feel good to do it.”

“Wouldn't it be ironic if everyone who got a radio up and running just sat around waiting for everyone else to transmit a message?”

“...the end of the world hasn't granted the clumsiest among us any measure of grace.”

“Not too bad, reminds me of some kind of meat dip, best if you close your eyes and pretend it's something else.”

“...it does not matter if we are forgotten; what matters is the effect we have on those around us and those who come after us. What matters is how our own lives affect the larger, perpetual communit...”

“The life of my people is to remember forever; each head granary is full. The life of your people is to forget: your thing granaries ("museums"), and not yourselves, are full.”

“We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.”

“The living sinners on deadly ground.”

“Are we all just Dark Age doctors, swearing by our leeches? We crave a greater science. We want to be proven wrong.”

“I'm watching her talk. Watching her jaw move and collecting her words one by one as they spill from her lips. I don't deserve them. Her warm memories. I'd like to paint them over the bare plaster w...”

“Zombies can't believe the energy we waste on nonfood pursuits.”