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

Nothing says “deeply in mourning” like canapés and free beer.

I guess in the end, it doesn’t matter what we wanted. What matters is what we chose to do with the things we had.

Seriously, that woman is so much crazy crammed into a small space that she’s practically a crazy singularity.

…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 thinAnd all our vaunted innocenceHas withered in this endless frost)That promise little recompenseFor...

When the corruption seems to go all the way to the end of the world, the only good approach is through the front door with a gun in each hand.

Given a choice between life and death, choose life. Given a choice between right and wrong, choose what’s right. And given a choice between a terrible truth and a beautiful lie, choose the truth every...

I just find it interesting that kids apparently used to cry when Bambi’s mother died. George and I both held our breaths, and then cheered when she didn’t reanimate and try to eat her son.

…but that was the thing about reality. It didn’t need to make sense.

We were the ones on scene when everything went down. We weren’t better. We weren’t worse. We were just the ones standing in the blast radius.

Alive or dead, the truth won’t rest. Rise up while you can.

And then everything was in the hands of gravity, which has never had much love for the terminally stupid.

The one thing I have absolute faith in is mankind’s capacity to make things worse. No matter how bad it gets, we’re all happy to screw each other over. It’s enough to make me wonder...

Once Sally gets an idea in her head, there’s not much room for too much else…

George, she says it’s the truth that matters. We live and die for the chance to maybe tell a little bit of the truth, maybe shame the Devil just a little bit before we go.

There is nothing so patient, in this world or any other, as a virus searching for a host.

Words have power.

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.

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

I just don’t understand why anyone would want to get their caffeine in a less-efficient form.

Absolutely not,” but there’s evidence on both sides of the fence.

If anything, global response to the Rising only confirmed something that many Australians had quietly believed for quite some time: If forced to live in Australia for a year, most of the world’s population would...

Behold the power of the truth. When people see its shadow on the wall, they don’t want to take the time to look away.

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.

Hire new field systems maintainer” was near the top of my to-do list, right under “uncover massive political conspiracy,” “avenge Buffy’s death,” and “don’t die.

You know what? Fuck it. Just fuck it. The Rising didn’t manage to wipe out the human race, it just made us turn into even bigger assholes than we were before. Hear that, mad science?...

She told the truth as she saw it, and she died for it. I came along for the ride, and I lived. It wasn’t worth it. But it was the truth, and it was what...

There was one thing no one considered, however: Australia was populated by Australians. While the rest of us were trying to adapt to a world that suddenly seemed bent on eradicating the human race, the...

This is crap,” Shaun said, withdrawing his arm.”Right,” I agreed. “Absolutely fucking crap.””No argument.””I want to punch somebody right about now.””Not it,” Rick said.”I punch back,” Steve said.

May posterity show mercy when it look back upon the work we do today. We did what we could with what we had.

Nothing is impossible to kill. It’s just that sometimes after you kill something you have to keep shooting it until it stops moving

If you want to go foraging into the wilds of Canada without proper gear, you deserve what you get, even if that happens to include being attacked by an undead moose.

Speak English at this table or I will fire you so fast you’ll wind up standing at the airport wondering how you got from here to there without any goddamn pants on.

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

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?

Our story opens where countless stories have ended in the last twenty-seven years: with an idiot—in this case, Rebecca Atherton, head of the After the End Times Irwins, winner of the Golden Steve-o Award for...

My mother once told me that no woman is naked when she comes equipped with a bad mood and a steady glare.

She really talks to you, doesn’t she?” She asked. “it’s not just you talking to her. She talks BACK.””hel, half the time she starts it.” I said, half-defensively. “I know it’s weird.””Well, yes, it’s weird....

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...

My story ended where so many stories have ended since the Rising: with a man—in this case, my adoptive brother and best friend, Shaun—holding a gun to the base of my skull as the virus...

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.