Quote

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

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Learned
Keep
Ends
Going
Things
Passings
Keeping
Passing
Population

More quotes by Isaac Marion

Image
It's rare that I read more than two or three books by any one author, usually only one.
Isaac Marion
Image
I don't want to hear music, I don't want the sunrise to be pink. The world is a liar. Its ugliness is overwhelming the scraps of beauty make it worse.
Isaac Marion
Image
Are we all just Dark Age doctors, swearing by our leeches? We crave a greater science. We want to be proven wrong.
Isaac Marion
Image
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
Image
One mistake, one brief lapse of my new found judgement-that's all it took to unravel everything. What a massive responsibility, being a moral creature.
Isaac Marion
Image
Life only makes any sense if we can see time how God does. Past, present, and future all at once.
Isaac Marion
Image
You might say that death has relaxed me.
Isaac Marion
Image
Writing isn't letters on paper. It's communication. It's memory.
Isaac Marion
Image
What happened? How did I get here? How could I have known that my choices mattered?
Isaac Marion
Image
We have to remember everything. If we don't, by the time we grow up it'll be gone forever.
Isaac Marion
Image
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
Image
It's more eerie to be alone in a city that's lit up and functioning than one that's a tomb. If everything were silent, one could almost pretend to be in nature. A forest. A meadow. Crickets and birdsong. But the corpse of civilization is as restless as the creatures that now roam the graveyards.
Isaac Marion
Image
I can no longer believe in any voodoo spell or laboratory virus. This is something deeper, darker. This comes from the cosmos, from the stars, or the unknown blackness behind them. The shadows in God's boarded-up basement.
Isaac Marion
Image
I can’t seem to make myself care about anything to the right or left of the present.
Isaac Marion
Image
We are where we are, however we got here. What matters is where we go next.
Isaac Marion
Image
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.
Isaac Marion
Image
I feel an unfamiliar but pleasant sensation in my lips, tugging them upward. This is... new.
Isaac Marion
Image
...thinking all this maximalism would somehow generate happiness?
Isaac Marion
Image
It was fun, but it's over now. This is how things go.
Isaac Marion
Image
Everything you see, you might be seeing for the last time.
Isaac Marion