An Undead Novel Quotes

It became a domino effect, as infected people took foolish risks, knowing full well they could spread the virus. ~ Jason Medina

Aramis liked the t-shirt he was given because it had the image of the Grim Reaper on it. He liked the irony, since the Grim Reaper took lives, while he was a saver of lives. ~ Jason Medina

It is a plague of unprecedented proportions. Anyone, who is unfortunate enough to become infected by its deadly parasites, is transformed into a mindless carrier with an inane desire to feed and spread the virus to other potential hosts. Even death is no escape. ~ Jason Medina

Never before did the second amendment mean so much to the people of the United States. There were many well-regulated militias that became necessary for the security of every state, which meant the right of the people to keep and bear arms was detrimental for their survival and that right should not be infringed. Otherwise, the strong would surely overpower the weak. ~ Jason Medina

It was hard to believe it had finally come down to the nuking of New York City. A virus had managed to bring about what decades of the Cold War and terrorist threats could not accomplish. The United States would never be the same. A major city had been destroyed. Millions were dead. ~ Jason Medina

I promise I won't let anything happen to either of you. Not while I'm still breathing. ~ Jason Medina

He had the look of death in his eyes. ~ Jason Medina

Call it one of my many useful skills and let's leave it at that. ~ Jason Medina

He began to feel overwhelmingly guilty for still being alive, while others continued to die around him. ~ Jason Medina

It seemed time flies when you aren't having fun. ~ Jason Medina

She tried to pretend things were normal and imagined that they could have a regular courtship with dating, holding hands, walks through Untermyer Park, romantic candlelit dinners, movie dates, and trips to exotic locales. If only life could be that way, but it wasn't. ~ Jason Medina

Let's learn to play nice, so we can get out of here, together. I don't have the patience to baby-sit you guys. ~ Jason Medina

Wake up and smell the shit, folks. This is our reality, now. Things will not be going back to normal. We'll be lucky, if they don't get worse too soon. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? I think it's better to be safe than sorry, but if you want to go home, be my guest. No one is going to stop you. ~ Jason Medina

Outbreak or no outbreak, we're being overrun by crazies. ~ Jason Medina

They held each other tight and cried, while a dozen infected took turns tearing into their warm flesh. ~ Jason Medina

He'd trade anything to be back there in the past, rather than to deal with what was going on in the present. ~ Jason Medina

It happened so fast. No one had time to do anything, but watch. ~ Jason Medina

He pulled out his keys and unlocked the door. There was a pile of mail waiting on the floor, which made him chuckle. The last memories of normal life, he thought. He picked up his mail and tossed it into the garbage. ~ Jason Medina

Came back to life? I don't know," he said. "Smells more like death to me. ~ Jason Medina

There were too many infected running around. Some looked as if they were dead already, but still they stumbled around like heroine addicts. Those ones did not move as fast as the newly infected, who were actually capable of running like a perfectly healthy person. They were the scary ones to worry about. All it took was one bite to ruin your day. ~ Jason Medina

Give them another five minutes or so. I mean, it is the Zombie Apocalypse out there and they had to go across town twice making detours, just like when we came here. ~ Jason Medina

Who can really say what they would do in that kind of situation without ever being in it? ~ Jason Medina

When you open the door, shoot anything that moves. ~ Jason Medina

Are you seriously giving my buddy, Dave, a hard time, in front of me, you prissy little pissant? Please, tell me you are, so I can crack your face in half. ~ Jason Medina

This hell on earth is unlike anything that's ever taken place. Who knows when it will end, or if it ever will? We might all be in for a lot of pain in the near future, so we need to be strong and we need to stick together. There's no telling how bad things will get. ~ Jason Medina

He kissed her gently on her neck and said, trying to sound as romantic as possible, 'As beautiful as the stars might be tonight, they could never compare to your beauty. ~ Jason Medina

She had imagined all kinds of hellish scenarios that made getting eaten by the zombies sound like a pleasant alternative. ~ Jason Medina

She found herself imagining them hanging out in the backyard having barbecues and sitting together on the swing. The idea made her smile, although she kept it to herself. ~ Jason Medina

I won't leave you out here, if that's what you think. That's not how I roll. ~ Jason Medina

Newly infected people continued swarming the streets at a rapid pace and infecting anyone in their path. ~ Jason Medina

This was, by far, the absolute worst weekend in his life. ~ Jason Medina

What the hell is this? The attack of the Planet of the Apes? ~ Jason Medina

Every second wasted might have saved a life. ~ Jason Medina

It's complete madness! There are cars on fire, shops being looted by teenagers, people rioting and protesting over something they have no control over. And these are people that haven't even had to deal with the infected, yet! They're destroying their neighborhoods like savages, instead of preparing for the hell that's about to hit them like a tsunami! Mark my words, when the infection reaches this area, they are all going to be infected within the first hour because they are not prepared to defend themselves. They are too busy being stupid! ~ Jason Medina

She beckoned for him to come closer and he did. He crawled onto the bed from the bottom and worked his way up to her legs. His hands caressed the smoothness of her recently shaven legs. She moaned at his touch. He hovered over her and she pulled him closer. Their lips met, once more, and, somehow, it was even better than before. ~ Jason Medina

First of all, moron. You don't know me. So, don't act like you do. ~ Jason Medina

They both closed their eyes and fell asleep in each other's arms. For one night, it was as if their lives were normal and for a few hours they could forget about the rest of the world. ~ Jason Medina

The world is going to shit on a silver platter. At this rate, we'll be lucky if we can survive the week. ~ Jason Medina

Actually, Justina, I didn't just ring you to chat about what an undead murderer I was ... right, degenerate whore as well. Did I ever tell you my mum was one? No? Oh, blimey, I come from a long line of whores, in fact I called to give you the good news. I asked you daughter to marry me. Now, do you want me to call you Mum straightaway, or wait until after the wedding? ~ Jeaniene Frost

Any woman who was breathing noticed Jacob Decker. Hell, it was possible he could walk through a graveyard and his very presence would call up the dead females as zombies rabid to get just an undead glimpse of him, he was that noticeable of a male. ~ Kristen Ashley

We are aberrations - beings born undead, neither one thing nor another, or two things at once ... uncanny things that have nothing to do with the rest of creation, horrors that poison the world by sowing our madness everywhere we go, glutting daylight and darkness with incorporeal obscenities. From across an immeasurable divide, we brought the supernatural into all that is manifest. Like a faint haze it floats around us. We keep company with ghosts. Their graves are marked in our minds, and they will never be disinterred from the cemeteries of our remembrance. Our heartbeats are numbered, our steps counted. Even as we survive and reproduce, we know ourselves to be dying in a dark corner of infinity. Wherever we go, we know not what expects our arrival but only that it is there. ~ Thomas Ligotti

Brush teeth. Wash hair. Rule undead world with an iron fist. ~ Jeaniene Frost

Roland had the distinctive blazing eyes of a death knight, but he was no ordinary death knight. A tattoo of black fire burned on his pale-colored corpse. A set of dragon wings with razor-sharp claws sprouted from his back and a thick aura of darkness permeated the air around him.
He is a creature specifically mentioned by the Textbook of Undead Creatures that must in no circumstances be created. He can summon an entire legion of undead and is considered to be the strongest amongst undead creatures - a Death Lord. He... He was at this moment wearing a pink apron, squatting on the ground, and scrubbing the floor with a cleaning rag. ~ Yu Wo

You need every advantage you can get. If some poor undead fellow is busy looking at these" - he flipped the material of my dress outward to get a peek before I slapped his hand away - "then he won't be looking for this."
Something hard was pressed against my belly. I wrapped my hands around it and squared my shoulders.
"Is that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?"
He gave me a grin that was filled with more innuendo than an hour's worth of conversation.
"In this case, it's a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up."
"This better be part of that dirty-talk training, or we're going to give this new stake a go."
"Now, pet, that's hardly a romantic rejoinder. ~ Jeaniene Frost

It's a reflex. Hear a bell, get food. See an undead, throw a knife. Same thing, really. ~ Ilona Andrews

Every day was filled with surprises. What a change from the network affiliate. Her new boss was an undead automaton from hell, true, but no job was perfect. ~ Daniel Suarez

We can go without dancing and things a little longer."
"Especially since our Great Slipper Scandal quickened the undead and nearly destroyed the palace," said Bramble. "It put us off dancing for at least an hour. ~ Heather Dixon

Why is it," Mappo asked, "that Master Quell seemed indifferent to unleashing an undead dragon into this world?"

"Well, hardly indifferent. He said 'oops!' At least, I think that's what I heard, but perhaps that was but my imagination. ~ Steven Erikson

Mostly, we sat around while Tina Messinger, one of the first humans to graduate with an advanced degree in Undead Studies from UC Berkeley, pontificated about us to us. Tina saw herself as a sort of therapist/spirit guide/guidance counselor, but she spent far too much time explaining how well qualified she was to understand our undead point of view. I didn't think it would be helpful to point out that if she were truly well qualified, she would know how annoying we found it to have our point of view humansplained to us. ~ Molly Harper

Often, a school is your best bet-perhaps not for education but certainly for protection from an undead attack. ~ Max Brooks

I'd just learned an important lesson. The undead weren't the only things that could kill me. Accidents, disease, hunger - all the normal causes of death - were just lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance. If I weren't careful, they'd catch me. I'd only been thinking about my stalkers. I'd forgotten something very basic: man is a fragile being. ~ Manel Loureiro

Alexis grabbed his arm. "Tom Jones? Wow, I totally love Tom Jones. He's like quintessential Vegas - over the top and indecent fun. Let me just go grab a pair of underwear to throw at him and we'll be all set."
Over his undead body. If anyone was getting her underwear tossed in his face, it was going to be him.
"I don't think so, Ball Buster. You're not giving your panties to an old man."
"Oh, and you're so young, Garlic?"
"Garlic?" What the hell was that?
"Yep. Now we have pet names for each other, isn't that adorable? You're Garlic and I'm Ball Buster. Now everyone will believe we're a real couple. ~ Erin McCarthy

Three, four, ten, thirty multi-coloured little beings with backpacks ran down the stairs, Pieces of humanity, a mass to direct and discipline. Four hundred of them were stuffed into this building six hours a day, four hundred were let out again when those six hours were up.

Material.

But zoom in on one single child and there you had an upholder of the world. A child with a mother and father, grandparents, relatives and friends. A child whose existence is necessary for the proper functioning of many lives. Children are fragile, and carry so many lives on their frail shoulders. Fragile is their world, controlled by adults. Everything is fragile. ~ John Ajvide Lindqvist

A flourishing civilization seeks wisdom, glorifies heroism, and contemplates wonder. A dying civilization seeks power, glorifies survival, and contemplates confusion. An undead civilization seeks "wellness", glorifies "authenticity", and contemplates "self-expression". ~ Jakub Bozydar Wisniewski

Sure. But if an undead creature or whatever comes out to eat our brains or suck out our blood, don't blame me. ~ Mark Alders

Take it from an old cadaver. Let go of the past. ~ David S.E. Zapanta

Sorcha took the elevator down to the basement of the fashion house. She glanced at her stunningly beautiful reflection in the mirror and smiled to herself. How fortunate she was to be a vampire - no gray hairs, no wrinkles, no broken nails, no weight problems, and no PMT. What bliss! And how fortunate it was that all the legends about vampires were not true. She could not imagine an existence where she could not see and admire her own likeness - such a life to her would be intolerable and tedious. How could any female, even a vampire, survive without being able to see their own reflection? How could they do their hair and makeup? The very idea was totally preposterous. ~ Alan Kinross

Spartacus," I called, "how's it hanging?" Probably not too well. Once you're dead, had your organs removed, and are resurrected as an undead mummified cat, your testicles probably looked like old raisins that had rolled under the couch. Raisins didn't tend to ... hang. ~ Rob Thurman

So I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when I was applying for campus housing and overheard Andy telling my mother that the only way I was going to be safe from all the sexual assaults he'd heard about on National Public Radio was if I lived in an all-girl dorm.
Never mind that I have been kicking the butts of the undead since I was in elementary school, and that almost the entire time I resided under Andy's roof, I had a hot undead guy living in my bedroom. These are two of those secrets I was telling you about. Andy doesn't know about them, and neither does my mother. They think Jesse is what Father Dominic told them he is: a "young Jesuit student who transferred to the Carmel Mission from Mexico, then lost his yearning to go into the priesthood" after meeting me.
That one slays me every time. ~ Meg Cabot

It's one thing to be an undead fiend of darkness, but it takes an immense amount of work to look cool while doing it. ~ Garon Whited

There's a ghost in this house! An unquiet spirit!"
Unquiet spirit?" Shane said under his breath. "Is that politically correct for pissed off? You know, like Undead American or something? ~ Rachel Caine

Definitely an undead, but not as undead as a vampire. Perhaps she was just mostly undead. ~ Ilona Andrews

Was Trakl a Christian? Yes, of course, at times he becomes a Christian, among a general confusion of becomings - becoming an animal, becoming a virus, becoming inorganic - just as he was also an antichrist, a poet, a pharmacist, an alcoholic, a drug addict, a psychotic, a leper, a suicide, an incestuous cannibal, a necrophiliac, a rodent, a vampire, and a werewolf. Just as he became his sister, and also a hermaphrodite. Trakl's texts are scrawled over by redemptionist monotheism, just as they are stained by narcotic fluidities, gnawed by rats, cratered by Russian artillery, charred and pitted by astronomical debris. Trakl was a Christian and an atheist and also a Satanist, when he wasn't simply undead, or in some other way inhuman. It is perhaps more precise to say that Trakl never existed, except as a battlefield, a reservoir of disease, the graveyard of a deconsecrated church, as something expiring from a massive cocaine overdose on the floor of a military hospital, cheated by lucidity by the searing onslaught of base difference. ~ Nick Land

Rynn Cormel had run the world during the Turn, his living charisma somehow crossing the boundaries of death to give his undead existence an uncanny mimicry of life. Every move was a careful study of causality. It was highly unusual for so young an undead vampire to be so good at mimicking having a soul. I figured it was because he was a politician and had had practice way before he died. ~ Kim Harrison

Her new boss was an undead automaton from hell, true. But, no job is perfect. ~ Daniel Suarez

There are probably more of us. If we're all zombies, then
there's got to be more. I say we go up to the cemetery and find out."
"Can we get soda on the way?"
Nothing washes down brains better than a can of Coca Cola and a little shameless product placement. (Hey, the undead do have an image problem.)
"Soda and cemeteries! Soda and cemeteries!" they chanted. "And braaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiins!"
"Hey Bernie, you're getting pretty good at that."
"Okay, you try."
"Braaa - " the zombie belched, " - aiiinsss."
Earl heaved the coroner's body out of the way. They headed off for the cemetery, each trying furiously to perfect their own, unique and personal call for brains like an undead choir, out of tune.
"Braaaaiiiiins!" "Braaiiiiiiiinns!" "Braaaaaaaaaains!" "Bray-uns."
"That was just awful." ...Away into the night. ~ Daniel Younger

We just think that we're being born, when we're born; (headfirst crying out of the smile of the womb, if we'd only known that it was all the same before getting involved in Samsara---saving motion and nervousness, not forsaking peace---I remember being forced out---to the discriminatory prickles and thorns of the world)--- We're still the same old substance, High Hearable Essence Light---(whatever it really is, & Empty)--- Unbornness is the above---

We just think that we're dying, when we die!---headfirst falling in the airplane, falling once again, from stage-emptiness to stage-emptiness---unborn and undying and undead---Birth and death not a dualism, no difference---same Dharmakaya Universal Essence---

No death, no birth, no error, no "prose", but uncreated single substance essence flow of transitory unreal words riding an unreal ride across the memory of the unreal word,

I can't say that the world is
Not that it is not -
Because it is just from Mind ~ Jack Kerouac

I suppose I knew on an intellectual level that graves weren't especially made for getting out of. I mean, you start with a hermetically sealed casket and then you dump six feet of dirt on top of it. Over time the earth gets compacted, which can't make it easy to dig through. So even if you're a very angry and determined zombie, you've kind of got your work cut out for you just escaping from the grave.
Which was, I suppose, why we got hit with an initial wave of zombie bugs, birds and rodents. I bet some people would say if you've never picked undead mosquitoes out of your teeth, you've never lived. Under that definition, I'd be just as happy to have not lived, thanks. ~ C.E. Murphy