Quotes About Zombie

Earth to Dexter," Astor said, and I realized that I still stood in front of them frozen in my unlikely, foolish openmouthed pose like a pedantic zombie.

has anyone ever been more lovesick than a zombie, that pale, dull metaphor for love, all animal craving and lurching, outstretched arms, his very existence a sonnet about how much he wants those brains?

Books are left untouched. Fanaticism became our trait.. Now more than ever we let others feed our minds and we became the zombie society walking around without purpose, without care, without vision.

These days he was like a zombie, all grim business, just another jerk with an erection.

Power is only an aphrodisiac for the living dead

a wandering corpse, a bundle of mindless functions

You were sitting up in the bed, with two black eyes," Brian said later. "You looked listless. And sad. Like a zombie. It's not a nice word to use, but it's the only word to use. You were zoned out and staring. I was in shock. And sad. It was just terribly sad.

In fact, essentially most of the great movie disaster scenarios (with the exception of a zombie apocalypse) follow in the wake of a sufficiently big impact.

You destroy buildings, fight monsters openly in the streets of the city, work with the police, show up in newspapers, advertise in the phone book, and ride zombie dinosaurs down Michigan Avenue, and think that you work in the shadows? Be reasonable.

You destroy buildings, fight monsters openly in the streets of the city, work with the police, show up in newspapers, advertise in the phone book, and ride zombie dinosaurs down Michigan Avenue, and think that you work in the shadows?

In a world where the dead have returned to life, the word" trouble' loses much of its meaning.

The Zombie Master, a bachelor, had a good store of provisions but evidently survived mainly on those that required least effort to prepare: cheese balls, fried eggs from the friers that nested on the rafters, hot dogs from the dogwood that grew just inside the moat, and shrimp from the shrimp plants in the courtyard.

These five teens are convinced it was not a prank. They all believe this is the beginning of the zombie apocalypse we hear so much about. But I'm not so sure I believe their story - not this close to Halloween. The girl with the ponytail frowned at him. I know what I saw, she said. They are here!

Oh, hey, Claire," she said, and blinked. "Where are you going?" "Funeral," Shane said. On-screen, a zombie shrieked and died gruesomely. "Yeah? Cool! Whose?" "Hers." Shane said.

He rose to his feet and padded down the last few steps silently, came up behind Kim, and leaned over her to say, "I vant to drink your blood" in a heavy, fake Dracula accent. She shrieked, flailed, and a zombie ate her brains on-screen.!

Shane padded back to the couch and flopped, sucking on his own can of soda. Eve shot him an exasperated look. "Yeah, man, thanks for bringing me one, too." The raccoon eye make-up exaggerated her eye roll. "Dork." "Didn't know if you wanted zombie dirt sprinkled on it or anything. If you're eating this week.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. Funny lump in my throat. Yeah, babe; I'll be happy to blow away my rival for your hand if he should happen to turn up a zombie. No problemo!

I could not be a zombie. They had no thoughts. Their brains were gruel. They said little beyond "Brrr!" unable, even, to articulate completely what they sought. "Brains,"I said distinctly. "And I feel no burning urge to partake of any." Forsooth, the idea sent a wave of nausea through me. Therefore I was not a zombie.

This is how the zombie apocalypse starts, " Cas said. "You don't screw with death, yo!

I am a total zombie just after I wake up. It takes me half an hour even to get my eyes open. Ask anyone who knows me. I can't see; I can't talk properly; I can't do anything without help. The only think I can do properly is think. And I know how to exploit my condition. I've had years of practice.

Don't worry about your father. He's a perfectly contented, self-sufficient zombie.

We fear death so profoundly, not because it means the end of our body, but because it means the end of our consciousness - better to be a spirit in Heaven than a zombie on Earth.

A teenager is someone who is well prepared for a zombie attack but not ready for tomorrows math test.

Tori joined us for dinner --in body, at least. She spent the meal practicing for a role in the next zombie movie, expressionless, methodically moving fork to mouth, sometimes even with food on it.