Multiculturalism destroys the true diversity which nature requires for the continued evolution of the species through the natural selection process of differentiation and competition between specialized populations within a group.

It ain’t how hard you are when you’re standing over top of someone that really matters. It’s how hard you are when someone’s standing over top of you that shows what you’re made of.

Civilization is held together by duct tape and spit, and I’m worried about the duct tape.

I will murder you by the billions to give you immortality. I will set fire to your civilization to light your way forward. But know this: My species is not defined by your dying, but by your living.

I yanked hard on the reins, and my horse’s hooves slid on the linoleum as he skidded to a stop, nervously snorting and tossing his head at the cramped quarters he’d suddenly found himself in. The Frontman stood in the hallway between me and Ben, holding him at gunpoint, but his head was turned to...

Call me crazy, but there is something terribly wrong with this city.

You’re Hell’s Angels, then? What chapter are you from?”REVELATIONS. CHAPTER SIX.

The visage of Lucifer mushroomed into hideousness above the cloudbank, rising slowly like some titan climbing to its feet after ages of imprisonment in the Earth.

Poets can’t march in protest or do that sort of thing. I feel that’s against the rules, and pointless. If mankind wants a great big final bang, that’s what it’ll get. One should never protest against anything unless it’s going to have an effect. None of those marches do. One should either be silent or...

The world may be about to end, but if it’s going to end, we’ll goddamn well give it our best shot first. And this is the place to do it.

Are you going to rape me at any point or anything?” I just figured it was good to get things out in the open, get myself in the right headspace. He whipped his head around and looked at me like I’d just insulted his grandmother. “The fuck? No, I’m not.” He gave me the squint...

For Alwyn’s grandfather, who was known as “the greatest talker in the country,” used words which no one else understood, words which he did not understand, and words which do not exist, to swell a passionate theme, to confound his neighbors in an argument, and for their own sake. He would say, for example, “My...

We bury our own. We take care of the ones we love.” He spoke softly, then placed a flower on her grave and made his way back to their dorm room.

Nothing has the power to remind you how alone you are like walking through a conglomeration of empty skyscrapers.

If only he’d taken one look at her and seen that they were soul mates, swept her off her feet and taken her to Las Vegas to be married in the same little chapel where Britney Spears had been. She laughed to herself. It would probably have lasted just as long, once her mother found...

Is this how humanity waves good-bye?Hell no.

Many [Tudor-era religious radicals] believed then, exactly as Christian fundamentalists do today, that they lived in the ‘last days’ before Armageddon and, again just as now, saw signs all around in the world that they took as certain proof that the Apocalypse was imminent. Again like fundamentalists today, they looked on the prospect of the...

The death of a young person for no reason is an apocalypse.

Man must learn that his current path is not suitable for Earth, and soon, Earth won’t be suitable for Man.

Dean, you’ve been to Hell, I started the Apocalypse, and we’re supposed to be possessed by an archangel and the devil. Now you’re being skeptical?

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? You failed. You were supposed to kill us all, and instead you turned us into monsters.

There are no pessimists; there are only realists and liars.

I hate what’s become of the world. Most of the humans do. There’s so much violence and blood and meaningless death. It’s not even the normal kind of death where your heart stops beating and your loved ones put you in a hole in the ground. A boring way to spend eternity, but if you...

I promise not to hurt you, unless you try to take my shit. Then I’ll twist your head off and hide it in a bush somewhere.

The only true dead are those who have been forgotten.

It takes four angels to oversee an apocalypse: a recorder to make the book that would be scripture in the new world; a preserver to comfort and save those selected to be the first generation; an accuser to remind them why they suffer; and a destroyer to revoke the promise of survival and redemption, and...

Our group pressed west on what was left of Highway 93, toward the pass leading to Las Vegas. Sand covered the road in loose drifts so deep the horses’ hooves sank into them. The metal highway signs were bent low by the strong wind, and above us, billboards that once screamed ads for the casinos...

There is a stillness between us, a period of restlessness that ties my stomachin a hangman’s noose. It is this same lack in noise that lives, there! in thedarkness of the grave, how it frightens me beyond all things.

Death and Famine and War and Pollution continued biking towards Tadfield. And Grievous Bodily Harm, Cruelty To Animals, Things Not Working Properly Even After You’ve Given Them A Good Thumping but secretly No Alcohol Lager, and Really Cool People travelled with them.

CHEERS, CARTER. At least you have the sense to hand me the microphone for important things.Honestly, he drones on and on about his plans for the Apocalypse, but he makes no plans at all for the school dance. My brother’s priorities are severely skewed.Sadie Kane

Quinn seemed to have become one of a jaded philosophical society, a group of arcane deviates. Their raison d’etre was a kind of mystical masochism, forcing initiates toward feats of occult daredevilry – “glimpsing the inferno with eyes of ice”, to take from the notebook a phrase that was repeated often and seemed a sort...

We need to be fit and ready for anything that might come our way.

Oh, you’re a picky sort, huh?” He laughed. “That takes balls, being choosy at a time like this.

Are you asking if I believe in ghosts?””I don’t know. Maybe. Yes.””Of course not. Imagine how many there’d be.””Yes,” Kirsten said, “that’s exactly it.

If The Lies Don’t Kill You, The Truth Will

Lovely sight, the Apocalypse! But absurdity, without limits? No Sir! there have to be certain limits…

We’re in an underground vault, and here’s my first order: You’re going to do everything I tell you to do.

We’d stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You’d think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn’t.

What if nobody showed up at Armageddon?

In this world, you have to die to find peace.

I will be deeply disappointed if the apocalypse starts in Portsmouth.

A fellow who once manipulated the money in your wallet but now curses the fellow who does.

I want you here. I don’t care if it’s a hundred degrees and every blade of grass dies. Without you, none of that matters to me.

Don’t wake me for the end of the world unless it has very good special effects.

A father’s only dream is to hear his daughter ask to kill some zombies. Go for it, sweetie. Make this old man proud.

If you can cut the head off of this broom-goober with that sword, then I’ll believe you can gank zombies with it.

I hate people in general, but you guys are cool with me.

To be Irish is to know that in the end the world will break your heart.

His touch was like an electric current that ran through his fingers into my cheek and down the back of my neck.I took another step back, away from him. “Don’t do that,” I whispered and hated the part of myself that died for his soft touch. “Why? Why do you do things like that if...

History doesn’t start with a tall buildingand a card with your name written on it, but jokes do. I think someone is takingus for suckers and is playing a mean game.