{"author":"Isaac Marion","author_id":"Isaac+Marion","total_quotes":74,"quotes":[{"text":"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.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["civilization","collapse","dead","death","disease","end","ending","extinction","important","life","living","plague","ponder","question","rotten","war","wonder","world"],"id":12889,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"... We shoved out 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 so were we.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["leadership","politicians"],"id":13935,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"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.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["future","hope","memory","part"],"id":16045,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"Mozart,” Julie says in a bitter chuckle, staring at the speaker. “It’s supposed to be the pinnacle of art, right? This transcendent human achievement? And we use it for background noise in bathrooms. We literally shit on it.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["humour","mozart"],"id":18024,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"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.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["friends","zombies"],"id":26858,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"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.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["memories"],"id":30610,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["death","hunger","sleep"],"id":32956,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"...Thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["happiness","life-and-living","maximalism"],"id":42949,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"I am Dead, but it's not so bad. I've learned to live with it.","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["acceptance","humor","paradox"],"id":43924,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"},{"text":"Your dreamers. You ridiculous children. You dancing grinning fuckups. Here is your bright future. Your earnest, saccharine hope. How does it taste dripping from the neck of everyone you love?","author":"Isaac Marion","tags":["death","future","hope","love"],"id":49784,"author_id":"Isaac+Marion"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":74,"pages":8,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}