Quotes About Apocalypse

afirmaban que el Apocalipsis no era sino el día en que los sueños saldrían de la cárcel del dormir, pues la resurrección de los muertos que la gente concibe de forma trivial y metafísica, se produciría precisamente de ese modo. ¿No eran acaso los sueños mensajes enviados por ellos? Esta reivindicación secular de los muertos, este ruego, lamento, protesta, llámese como se quiera, será un día tomada en cuenta.

Entiendes lo que te quiero decir? Si el globo terrestre desapareciera un día, si, por ejemplo, la Tierra se estrellase contra un cometa, se despedazara y se volatilizase o simplemente se precipitara en el abismo, si por tanto nuestro globo desapareciera sin dejar otro rastro que este sótano repleto de cartapacios, este sótano bastaría para comprender lo que había sido este mundo.

Holy shit. Rehv shook his head and muttered, Now we know what the zombie apocalypse looks like.

For when destruction comes to the world of "history" and the Apocalypse of the Fellahin returns once more as so many times before, people will still stare with the same eyes from the caves of Mexico as well as from the caves of Bali, where it all began and where Adam was suckled and taught to know. These were my growing thoughts as I drove the car into the hot, sunbaked town of Gregoria.

It was what should have been a bright summer day, but the smoke from the burning world filled the sky, through which the sun shone murkily, a dull and lifeless orb, blood-red and ominous.

When everyone tells you, 'No, no, no,' your creative forces get a little twisted and turn into something more apocalyptic than ever.

It is truly bracing and instructive to contemplate the End Times - at least at safe remove, in the pages of fiction - especially as the world beyond our hearths churns and convulses unknowably, yet perhaps just short of ultimate disaster.

In the first season, Five was not very inclusive and he felt he needed to do everything himself. He didn't really open up to his family about the apocalypse. By the end of that season, he goes to them for help. He realizes he needs The Umbrella Academy - the full force of his family.

how does this outer life, apocalypse reported, penetrate my dreams

An asteroid can literally destroy 80 or 90 percent of the species that are alive on Earth. These are big events. I mean, this is called extinction.

Earth looked as if some god had attacked it with a welder's torch, slashing away at it and leaving thin trails of incandescence.

People who like math. So I was trying to imagine—" "When seven billion die, and only some thousands remain, where do the seven billion souls go?" "Yes.

In 5-billion years the Sun will expand & engulf our orbit as the charred ember that was once Earth vaporizes. Have a nice day.

Complaints about the demise of society and the "youth of today" also tend to be timeless. Consider this pronouncement, inscribed on an Assyrian tablet circa 2800 B.C.: Our earth is degenerate these days . . . bribery and corruption abound, children no longer obey their parents, every man wants to write a book, and the end of the world is evidently approaching.

And the cosmos ends. Not with a bang but with a whimper.

Apretad, oh apretad sobre el día de la destrucción sobre la tierra el oído en escucha, y oiréis, a través del sueño oiréis como en la muerte comienza la vida.

That's what I always liked about science fiction - you can make the world end. Humour is my multiple warhead delivery system.

What this movie needs is more brain eating zombies.

People are douche bags. Many people. Not all. But you know, most. Which is why we destroyed the world.

But, for the so-called apocalyptics, McLuhan's conviction was translated into a tragic consequence: Liberated from the contents of communication, the addressee of the messages of the mass media receives only a global ideological lesson, the call to narcotic passiveness. When the mass media triumph, the human being dies.

Do not expect too much of the end of the world. —StanisÅ'aw J. Lec, Aforyzmy. Fraszki, Kraków, Wydawnictwo Literackie, 1977, "MyÅ›li nieuczesane

He was Antinous, wild. You would have said, seeing the thoughtful reflection of his eye, that he had already, in some preceding existence, been through the revolutionary apocalypse. He knew its tradition like an eyewitness. He knew every little detail of that great thing. A pontifical and warrior nature, strange in a youth. He was officiating and militant; from the immediate point of view, a soldier of democracy; above the movement of the time, a priest of the ideal.

I was taught by my father to be afraid of the world, and some of the lessons stuck. I read about Patty Hearst and the Zodiac Killer and the massacre at the Munich Olympics and Charles Manson, and I knew the world was a terrifying place. He said it all of the time, reminded me that mountains could blow up and kill people in their sleep. Governments were corrupt. A flu could come out of nowhere and kill millions. A nuclear bomb could fall at any second, obliterating everything.

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