Quotes About Survival

Crap happens in life. It could happen tonight.

Girls' handbags have enough to make a survival kit for Antarctica.

Why did people run around in random directions when shooting started instead of literally hitting the deck to stay out of the line of fire? How stupid could you get?

We were like deer. They were like grizzly bear.

If you wish to live and thrive, Let the spider run alive.

Time more than flies. It tramples. It loots. It mugs.

This world is not a Sunday School; it is a slaughter-house, and always has been. Peace or war, what does it matter? There is no such thing as peace, and never can be. Competition is just peaceful war with far more cruel weapons than either shot or shell. War is competition stripped of all disguise — without the velvet glove.

Crabgrass can grow on bowling balls in airless rooms, and there is no known way to kill it that does not involve nuclear weapons. Oh, I know you've seen advertisements for lawn products that are supposed to kill crabgrass, but don't believe them. Crabgrass thrives on these products.

Upon my lawn, I know not why, the dandelions thrive; the grass may all curl up and die, but they'll remain alive. I've tried about a million plans, to have the vile things slain; and all the schemes were also-rans, and all my efforts vain.

Winter bites with its teeth or lashes with its tail.

I also have always liked the monster within idea. I like the zombies being us. Zombies are the blue-collar monsters.

A zombie film is not fun without a bunch of stupid people running around and observing how they fail to handle the situation.

Exercise! — because zombies will eat the slow ones first.

There was a senator, I think it was after my pancreatic cancer, who announced with great glee that I was going to be dead within six months. That senator, whose name I have forgotten, is now himself dead, and I am very much alive.

At high tide the fish eat ants; at low tide the ants eat fish.

Better six feet apart than six feet under.

We used to think the apocalypse would be anarchy and zombies. Turns out it's home offices and no toilet paper.

In my world, the closer I can get to the dirt and mud, the more alive I become.

A tree never hits an automobile except in self defense.

Nobody can get across now! We'll have to stay here days and days, and we've got nothing to eat, and we'll freeze to death at night, and I didn't even tell my dad I was coming here, and I'll get a whipping when I get home!" Tom smiled thinly and tried to make a joke out of it. "I thought you were going to freeze to death," he said.

Pompeii has nothing to teach us, we know crack of volcanic fissure, slow flow of terrible lava, pressure on heart, lungs, the brain about to burst its brittle case (what the skull can endure!)

Only primitive man knew freedom, but a freedom imprisoned by the fear of the other and of nature.

Do not insult the mother alligator until after you have crossed the river.

There are no idealists in the plant world and no compassion. The rose and the morning glory know no mercy. Bindweed, the morning glory, will quickly choke its competitors to death, and the fencerow rose will just as quietly crowd out any other plant that tried to share its roothold. Idealism and mercy are human terms and human concepts.