Mira Grant Quotes

I'll challenge senators and kings for the right to know the truth, but far be it from me to challenge a woman in her own kitchen.

Any good Irwin can make going to the corner store for a candy bar and a Coke lood death defying and suicidal.

[M]y Coke hit the floor with a metallic clink, so much like the sound of a bullet casing being dropped.

William stared at him, coffee forgotten. "Oh, Jesus."
"I'm pretty sure he's not listening, but you can call him if it makes you feel better," said Chris.

How many miles to Babylon? Three-score and ten. Can I get there by candle-light? Yes, there and back again. If your heels are nimble and light, You will get there by candle-light

Tom, you're with me. Bring the tranq gun, we don't want to kill her, but if she so much as looks funny in my direction, you're going to send her off to play with the magical pastel bunnies in the Shouldn't-Have-Fucking-Done-That Meadow.

This time, the anger in her voice wasn't there, and the tears were beginning to overflow her lower lids, starting their slow tracks down her cheeks. She looked old, and tired, and like the woman I'd only ever seen in pictures taken before I was even born. She looked like someone who could have loved me.

You brought me a mouthy clone," said Dr. Abbey, looking toward Shaun. "And it's not even my birthday.

Irwins are never more alive than when they're five minutes away from getting slaughtered.

Now do what you do best. Break this fucking thing wide open, and let the pieces fall.

And evasions." Now the voice sounded faintly abashed. "I'm sorry, Miss Mason. We didn't think ... just a moment." The intercom clicked off, leaving me in silence once again. I stayed where I was, and kept waiting. The sound of a hydraulic lock unsealing broke the quiet. I turned to see a small panel slide open above the door, revealing a red light. It turned green and the door slid smoothly open, revealing a skinny, nervous-looking man in a white lab coat, eyes wide

Gregory smiled a little, holding up an empty syringe. "I'm afraid you don't have all that much choice in the matter. I added a little something to your IV line. We'll see you in a few hours."
"What - ?" My eyes widened. "You bastard."
"My parents were married."
"You could have ... could have asked me ... " My voice was already slowing down. I didn't know whether it was psychosomatic or just very well timed, but either way, I was pissed.

We are in the middle of what looks increasingly like the zombie apocalypse. Moaning people don't need help. Moaning people are intending to eat us.

Humanity had chosen the land over the sea millennia ago, and sometimes - when she let her mind wander, when she was romanticizing what she did and how she did it - she thought the sea still held a grudge. Breakups were never easy, and while humanity was hot and fast and had had plenty of time to get over it, the oceans were deep and slow, and for them all change had happened only yesterday. The seas did not forgive, and they did not welcome their wayward children home.

Everything that's loved lives.

Fortunately, I had a believable, if utterly frivolous excuse for what we would have been doing out in Lafayette: There's this ice cream company called Jeni's? They're from Ohio?

Running around in the grass near an unsecured structure and a bunch of trees is a good way of taking yourself out of the gene pool.

Pardon me for arguing, Dr. Thomas, but I'm a clone living in a post-zombie America. I'm pretty sure not asking for potential weapons would be a much worse sign.

There comes a point when you need to get over the fear and get on with your life, and a lot of people don't seem to be capable of that anymore. From blood tests to gated communities, we have embraced the cult of fear, and now we don't seem to know how to put it back where it belongs.

Whoever authorized the evolution of the spiders of Australia should be summarily dragged out into the street and shot.

It is what it is. Isn't that how these things always go? They are what they are. We just get to cope.

Sometimes in the news, "luck" is just a matter of "capitalizing on someone else's pain.

There is a time when even reasonable men must begin to take unreasonable actions. To do anything else is to be less than human. And to those who would choose the safety of inaction over the danger of taking a stand, I have this to say: You bloody cowards. May you have the world that you deserve. - From

You're a mad scientist,' said Maggie, in what may well have been intended as a reassuring tone. 'We don't expect you to be nice. We just go to bed every night hoping you won't mutate us before we wake up.'
Dr. Abbey blinked at her. 'That's ... almost sweet. In a disturbing sort of a way.

I don't need to hear it, Sherman. I've already run every little bit of your possible dialogue in my head while I was masturbating.

I grinned, revealing the gap where my left incisor had been prior to a nasty encounter with a man who thought that running a zombie dog fighting ring would be a great way to spend his twilight years. Ben alwasy says I'd be more photogenic and pull better ratings if I got it fixed, but Ben can stuff it. I don't have the time or patience to mess around with dentures and bridges, and given the odds and how I tend to do my job, I'll probably be a zombie someday. Being a zombie with unbreakable titanium implants in my mouth seems like an asshole thing to do.

The problem with people who have power is that they start thinking more about what it takes to keep that power than they do about what's right or wrong or just plain a bad idea.

They come to us, these restless dead,
Shrouds woven from the words of men,
With trumpets sounding overhead
(The walls of hope have grown so thin
And all our vaunted innocence
Has withered in this endless frost)
That promise little recompense
For all we risk, for all we've lost ...

You really can't go home again. Sometimes, that's a good thing. Sometimes, when you try, you find out that home isn't really there anymore ... but that it wasn't only in your head before. Home actually existed. Home wasn't just a dream. Sometimes, that's the best thing of all.

Sometimes science was the closest thing to the sword of an avenging angel humanity was ever going to get.

We live in a world where joy is possible, love is possible, happiness is possible; where all things are possible, if we're willing to take the time, take a chance, take a breath and step off the edge of everything that is for the sake of everything that might be.

Hate to ask you this, Sal, but is it all right if we don't go straight back to your house? I think I need to stop at the hospital." I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand as I forced myself to sit up. "Okay," I said, in a small voice.

If you still want to do this crap after the first time you've burned the body of a six-year-old with blood on her lips and a Barbie in her hands, I'll welcome you with open arms.

This guy thinks he can eat textbooks and shit miracles,

There is nothing truer in this world than the love of a good dog.

Why are there so many words that sound exactly the same, only one of them is right and one of them is wrong, and if you use the wrong one everyone looks at you like you're stupid and then you need to stab somebody to make the point that there are a lot of different types of intelligence and anyway English is hard.

We're going to tell the truth." I glanced toward him. "Hopefully, that's going to be enough.

It's that zombie virus thing that was on the news!" shouted a man in a Starfleet uniform. It was Next Generation command red, but he was running away from the danger, not toward it. Maybe that was how the command crew stayed alive. "They'll eat you if you stay here!" "They

We're all going to wake up any day now, and this will all be a dream. Until then, why don't we enjoy the chance to live in a science fiction novel?

A fresh Coke would keep me from thinking too hard about the tools he was using to do the job.

Boo-hoo," said Dr Abbey. "Let me know when you people want to grow a pair and join the scientific community. We're looking for answers. We'd love access to your lab equipment."
"You mean join the mad scientists," spat Kelly, guilt turning into anger in an instant.
"You say potato, I say pass the jumper cables," said Dr Abbey.

I swallowed the urge to sigh. Sometimes it can be easy to forget that I don't really work with anyone my own age. Except on the rare occasions where Joey or Danika decide to call me up for a chat, I am the lone adult in a sea of children, like Captain Hook finally taking full responsibility for the Lost Boys after getting rid of that loser Pan.

Leave the dark places in the sea for fools and explorers.

People crave fear.

It was beautiful, in its own terrible way.
So many monsters are.

The world is out of order. It's been broken since you came.

Certain lines can't be uncrossed,
Certain maps will get you lost,
Once you're past the border, then you'll have to play the game.
Roll the dice but count the cards,
Break the glass but keep the shards.
The world is out of order. It's been broken since you came.
The broken doors are hidden in the blood and in the bone.
My darling child, be careful now, and don't go out alone.

Be good. Be kind to each other. And if there's somebody you love, tell them. The world always needs more love.

No matter how comfortable I felt at SymboGen, I needed to remember how good they were at taking things and reducing them to their lowest common denominator.

A lot of people don't think my brother has a temper. It's like they assume I somehow sucked up the entire quota of "cranky," and now Shaun's perpetually cheery and ready for a challenge while I glower at people from behind my sunglasses and plot the downfall of the Western world.

The next person who says "I'm sorry" is going to get punched in the nose. Because "I'm sorry" doesn't do a damn thing except remind me that this can't be fixed. This is my world now. And I don't want it.

Last guy I was interested in turned out to be an incestuous necrophiliac," she said. "So no, not currently dating, and definitely not doing any more shopping in the 'sociopath' category

She was a surface creature where surface creatures had no business being, and it delighted her.

He didn't have much strength to offer, but what he did have was hers without question.

I figure I'll just keep on going the way I am until something starts making sense."
"What if nothing ever does?"
"I guess if that happens, I'll start hoping all the God freaks are right, and there's some superior intelligence up there treating us all like laboratory rats.

Sometimes you need lies to stay alive.

We can raise the dead. We can cure cancer. We can make the world better in every possible way, save one: No matter how hard we try, we just can't cure stupid.

Good," said Olivia. She paused before asking, "May I have a hug, please? I don't want to impose. But I very much want a hug right now.

We're all monsters ... Being a monster is not the same as being a bad person. It just means you're willing to eat the world if that's what you have to do to keep yourself alive.

God is the ultimate recycler. We have a good planet here. It has its troubles, yes. We have overpopulation, we have pollution, we have global warming, we have the Thursday night television lineup," more laughter, "and, of course, we have the infected. We have a lot of problems on Earth, and it might seem like a great idea to hold the Rapture now - why wait? Let's move on to Heaven, and leave the trials and tribulations of our earthly existence behind us. Let's get while the getting's good, and beat the rush.

"It might seem like a great idea, but I don't think it is, for the same reason I don't think it's a great idea for a first grader to stand up and say that he's learned enough, he's done with school, thanks a lot but he's got it from here. Compared to God, we're barely out of kindergarten, and like any good teacher, I don't believe He intends to let us out of class just because we're finding the lessons a little difficult. I don't know whether I believe in the Rapture or not. I believe that if God wants to do it, He will… but I don't believe that it's coming in our lifetime. We have too much work left to do right here.

Money talks, and people like science that seems just a little bit insane. It reminds them that the future is tomorrow, and that we have a chance to shape it.

Think about that for a moment. They died for you. Now take a good look at the life you're living and tell me: Did they do the right thing?

I recommend Avon Skin-So-Soft. It's a bath product. It smells like someone fed a Disney Princess through a juicer, but it works better than anything else on the market.

Fuck this. Let's just blow some shit up.

Because you've managed to hide the existence of a significant other from the blogs. I don't care if you're involved with a man, a woman, or a sapient pear tree. You ought to go into international espionage. I never even heard a rumor.

But that's the thing about reality. It doesn't need to make sense.

Why is it you assholes always feel the need to tell the media your evil plans before you kill us?" asked Becks. "Is it a union requirement or something?

Oh, dear God - " "Pretty sure God's not here just now. Leave a message. Maybe He'll get back to you.

The truth may set you free. It won't fill your fuel tank.

My name is Georgia Mason, and I am begging you. Rise up while you can.

But my name is Georgia Mason. And I am here to tell you the truth.

She was sitting on the counter, holding a can of Coke. "Looking for this?" she asked.
"My savior." I walked toward her, making grabbing motions. "Gimme. Gimme sweet, sweet caffeine."
"The word is 'please,' Mason.

If you so much as look at her funny, I'll blow your fucking face off. We clear? Good.

My father has always had just one piece of advice about zombies and ammunition, one he's drilled into my head enough times that it's managed to stick: When you have one bullet left and there's no visible way out of the shit you're standing in, save it for yourself. It's better than the alternative.

This story is going to be told. I can't stop it. Neither can you. But what I can do, what I have the power to do, is to ask you if you'll let me tell it the way you want it told. If you'll let me tell the truth.

Indiana Jones and the Middle of Fucking Nowhere, coming never to a theater near you.

You can't win. Logic has no power over her when her territory has been invaded by heathens.

...no elves or CPAs or other mythological creatures appeared to do my paperwork in the interim

Remember how pissed you got when we had to do all that reading about the Rising back in sixth grade? I thought you were going to get us both expelled. You said the only way things could've gotten as bad as they did was if people were willing to take the first easy answer they could find and cling to it, rather than doing anything as complicated as actually thinking.

It smacked of mad science, and I should know, since I'm sort of a mad scientist's devastatingly beautiful daughter and all- or maybe just her devastating daughter, since I'm pretty good at the destruction thing- and mad science never ended well for the people who woke up in chains.

How am I coping? I miss George and the goddamn world is still full of zombies, that's how. Everything else ...
Everything else is just details. And those don't really matter to me anymore.

Sometimes, the hardest habit to break is the habit of doing nothing beyond the necessary.

Global climate change had been impacting the world's oceans since the early 1980s, although most people hadn't noticed the transformation until the mid-2010s, when the reduced surface temperatures, increased ferocity of storms, and seemingly endless blooms of toxic algae had become severe enough to make headline news. As the glaciers melted, they dumped their runoff into the deep currents that warmed much of the world. The sudden freshwater influx lowered the ocean's temperature and overall salinity even as temperatures on land continued to climb. Fish were dying. Whales and other large sea mammals were changing their ancient migration patterns, following the food into waters where they had never been seen before. Sharks were doing the same, sending scientists into tizzies and panicking the public.

Babies arrived covered in blood, didn't they? Maybe dropping something tiny and helpless into the world with its own gravy was a terrible decision on the part of evolution.

Dolly Parton was a hero of the Rising, and I dare you to tell any red-blooded American girl who's ever felt bad about her wardrobe differently," said Governor Kilburn.

Knowledge that can be imparted loudly and with passion always lasts longer than knowledge that has to be whispered.

The kind of stupid you can manage to achieve only by being really, really smart, because only really, really smart people can reach adulthood without having any goddamn common sense.

Curiosity is what it looks like when you're in love with the world.

I was tired of being a haunted house' he said. 'Thank you for coming home.

Science is a powerful tool, but like any tool, it doesn't care whether it hurts you. Fire warms us, cooks our food, protects us from predators, but it will burn us if we let it. Fire is more than happy to eat us all alive. Science is fire writ large.

Once a door is open, you have to live with what's on the other side.

[W]hat seems like madness at its inception will become the way things have always been if you give it enough time.

They can't reproduce?" said Shaun incredulously. "That's your big solution? They won't fuck? Did none of you people ever see Jurassic Park?

Come and have a look at this.
I didn't want to have a look at anything. I went anyway. It's always better to understand than it is to be left sitting in the dark; it's always better to have answers, even when those answers lead to fresh questions.

One man's gospel truth is another man's blasphemous lie. The dangerous thing about people is the way we'll try to kill anyone whose truth doesn't agree with ours.

Usually what everyone knows is insulting and sort of ableist, because the people who know everything always seem to think of themselves as being perfectly normal.

Every article begins with a line that can be twisted, somehow, into a hook.

I had been around long enough to understand that sometimes love doesn't look like anything you would expect.

You don't go that far past the borders of Crazytown and come waltzing out unscathed.

This constant 'stay inside and let yourself be protected' mentality has gotten more people killed than all the accidental exposures in the world. It's like we're all addicted to being afraid.