Top 150 Isaac Marion Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “Once again the absurdity of my inner thoughts overwhelms me, and I want to crawl out of my skin, escape my ugly, awkward flesh and be a skeleton, naked and anonymous.”

— Isaac Marion

52. “A month ago there was nothing on Earth I missed, enjoyed, or longed for. I knew I could lose everything and not feel anything, and I rested easy in that knowledge. But I’m growing tired of easy things.”

— Isaac Marion

53. “Everything you see, you might be seeing for the last time.”

— Isaac Marion

54. “I’m sorry I can’t properly introduce myself, but I don’t have a name anymore. Hardly any of us do. We lose them like car keys, forget them like anniversaries.”

— Isaac Marion

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

— Isaac Marion

56. “What a massive responsibility, being a moral creature.”

— Isaac Marion

57. “Perhaps I died years ago, and Hell is a flooded planet of starving children and walking corpses and endless, senseless war.”

— Isaac Marion

58. “But it does make me sad that we’ve forgotten our names. Out of everything, this seems to me the most tragic. I miss my own and I mourn for everyone else’s, because I’d like to love them, but I don’t know who they are.”

— Isaac Marion

59. “That’s why we have memory. And the opposite of memory – hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can built off our pasts and make future.”

— Isaac Marion

60. “I’m not a general or a colonel or a builder of cities. I’m just a corpse who wants not to be.”

— Isaac Marion

61. “All my life I have battled the alarm clock, pummeling the snooze button over and over with mounting self-loathing until the shame is finally strong enough to lever me upright.”

— Isaac Marion

62. “When the entire world is built on death and horror, when existence is a constant state of panic, it’s hard to get worked up about any one thing. Specific fears have become irrelevant. We’ve replace them with a smothering blanket far worse.”

— Isaac Marion

63. “You might say that death has relaxed me.”

— Isaac Marion

64. “It’s not about keeping up the population, it’s about passing on who we are and what we’ve learned, so things keep going. So we don’t just end.”

— Isaac Marion

65. “If he were alive he would be sitting on a park bench with a mug of hot coffee reading his favorite book for the fifth or tenth time, glancing up now and then to watch the people stroll by, and the city would smmile and lean in and whisper: That bench was shaped for your body. That book was written for your mind. This city was built for your life, and all these people were born to share it with you. You are part of this, living man. Go live.”

— Isaac Marion

66. “I wonder how well she sleeps at night, and what kind of dreams she has. I wish I could step into them like she steps into mine.”

— Isaac Marion

67. “What happened? How did I get here? How could I have known that my choices mattered?”

— Isaac Marion

68. “Sometimes it’s a struggle to live in the moment.”

— Isaac Marion

69. “Stop. Breathe those useless breaths. Drop this piece of life you’re holding to your lips. Where are you? How long have you been here? Stop now. You have to stop. Squeeze shut your stinging eyes, and take another bite.”

— Isaac Marion

70. “I would like my life to be a movie so I could cut to a montage.”

— Isaac Marion

71. “Music? Music is life! It’s physical emotion – you can touch it! It’s neon ecto-energy sucked out of spirits and switched into sound waves for your ears to swallow.”

— Isaac Marion

72. “I used to split my time between writing, music and painting. I would work on a book and then abandon it, start a band, do an album, quit music, then do a gallery show. Eventually I decided to give writing a serious shot.”

— Isaac Marion

73. “In my palm I can feel the echo of her pulse, standing in for the absense of mine.”

— Isaac Marion

74. “I don’t know what happened. Disease? War? Social collapse? Or was it just us? The Dead replacing the Living? I guess it’s not so important. Once you’ve arrived at the end of the world, it hardly matters which route you took.”

— Isaac Marion

75. “Of course, if I eat all of him, if I spare his brain, he’ll rise up and follow me back to the airport, and that might make feel better. I’ll introduce him to everyone, and maybe we’ll stand around and groan for a while. It’s hard to say what ‘friends’ are any more, but that might be close.”

— Isaac Marion

76. “Why is it beautiful that humanity keeps coming back? So does herpes.”

— Isaac Marion

77. “I adapt to things quickly, including good things, which I wish I could shut off sometimes.”

— Isaac Marion

78. “I wince at her use of the word “human.” I’ve never liked that differentiation. She is living and I’m dead, but we’re both human. Call me an idealist.”

— Isaac Marion

79. “You can order yourself to treasure a moment, to cling tight to a feeling and never let it fade, but it’s your brain, that three-pound lump of hamburger, that makes the final call.”

— Isaac Marion

80. “He didn’t come to make friends. He’s got fire in his eyes and a sword in his mouth and he came to cut the world in half.”

— Isaac Marion

81. “I don’t know the pain she’s speaking from, but I know it’s deep. It makes her hard and yet so terribly soft. It’s her thorns and it’s her hand reaching out from the thicket.”

— Isaac Marion

82. “We don’t care about assigning blame for the human condition, we just want to cure it.”

— Isaac Marion

83. “Regret is pointless. I never do anything without first deciding to do it based on facts and feelings, and if it doesn’t work out how I hoped, oh well – there’s another notch on my experience belt.”

— Isaac Marion

84. “We cast out votes and raised our leaders, charming men and women with white teeth and silver tongues, and we shoved our many hopes and fears into their hands, believing those hands were strong because they had firm handshakes. They failed us, always. There was no way they could not fail us – they were human, and more importantly, so were we.”

— Isaac Marion

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

— Isaac Marion

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

— Isaac Marion

87. “Everything on earth has meant something to someone, and there has never been a person whom no one ever loved.”

— Isaac Marion

88. “I know I’m not going to say good-bye. And if these staggering refugees want to help, if they think they see something bigger here than a boy chasing a girl, then they can help, and we’ll see what happens when we say yes while the rigor mortis world screams no.”

— Isaac Marion

89. “Not so easy, Mr Lennon. Even if you try.”

— Isaac Marion

90. “But I’m not afraid of the skeletons in Julie’s closet. I look forward to meeting the rest of them, looking them hard in the eye, giving them firm, bone-crunching handshakes.”

— Isaac Marion

91. “Maybe this is why I sleep only a few hours a month. I don’t want to die again. This has become clearer and clearer to me recently, a desire so sharp and focused I can hardly believe it’s mine: I don’t want to die. I don’t want to disappear. I want to stay.”

— Isaac Marion

92. “My response must be delicate but words are crude tools, prone to breaking what they’re meant to repair. So I keep my mouth shut.”

— Isaac Marion

93. “Why am I doing this? Why do I want to know the names and functions of all the beautiful structures I’ve spent my years violating? Because I don’t deserve to keep them anonymous. I want the pain of knowing them, and by extension myself: who and what I really am. Maybe with that scalpel, red hot and sterilized in tears, I can begin to carve out the rot inside me.”

— Isaac Marion

94. “I hear someone calling my name – the one that I’ve earned and lived in and cared for, not the one pinned to me at birth and stained beyond recognition.”

— Isaac Marion

95. “No need to speak. No need to listen. Everything is already known. That is how things are done. Always has been. Always will be.”

— Isaac Marion

96. “Life only makes any sense if we can see time how God does. Past, present, and future all at once.”

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97. “The kind of stuff I usually read is a bit more on the literary side, like books that I think are influential in the sense that they’re doing pulpy subject matter in a refined way. Like ‘The Road’ by Cormac McCarthy; I loved that book.”

— Isaac Marion

98. “What I’m saying is, when you have weight like that in your life, you have to start looking for the bigger picture or you are gonna sink.”

— Isaac Marion

99. “Soft flesh is eaten by hard teeth.”

— Isaac Marion

100. “She is Living and I’m Dead, but I’d like to believe we’re both human. Call me an idealist.”

— Isaac Marion