Colson Whitehead Quotes

If you’re listening to this, congratulations! You survived Doomsday. I’d like to apologize straightaway for any inconvenience the end of the world may have caused you. The earthquakes, rebellions, riots,tornadoes, floods, tsunamis, and of course the giant snake who swallowed the sun—I’m afraid most of that was our fault. Carter and I decided we should at least explain how it happened.

I already survived one apocalypse, I don't need another.

Zombies let us explore notions of the apocalypse - no water, food, medical care, the government imploding - while letting us sleep at night.

The species will continue, whatever apocalypse we manage to unleash. It just won't be much fun to live through.

I like to think that I could survive should the apocalypse or zombies show up.

In a zombie apocalypse, I expect insane things to happen.

I'm fascinated with worlds where there's a small population left, whether it's a movie or these TV shows that fascinate me - 'Falling Skies' or 'The Walking Dead' - they are about survival and triumphing over difficult times. I just have a thing for 'em.

A zombie apocalypse isn't the most jovial situation.

The day I was born, my house burnt down; the day I left home, the Twin Towers burnt down; and I lived in a jungle in India at 15.

Perhaps catastrophe is the natural human environment, and even though we spend a good deal of energy trying to get away from it, we are programmed for survival amid catastrophe.

The apocalypse is not around the corner.

Zombies to me don't represent anything in particular. They are a global disaster that people don't know how to deal with.

No one's up in arms about these PG-13 movies where it's literally about the end of the world.

Could this be the Apocalypse ?

I can see we're in for a fabulous evening's apocalypse.

Here's the funny thing about the world coming to an end. Once it gets going, it doesn't seem to stop.

I hear the ruin of all space, shattered glass and toppled masonry, and time one livid final flame.

This is the way the world ends; not with a bang or a whimper, but with zombies breaking down the back door.

They say they don't know when but a day is gonna come. When there won't be a moon and there won't be a sun. It will just go black. It will just go back to the way it was before.

He squeezed her hand. "Then I'll come get you, wherever you are when it happens. We'll be okay." "But what about everybody else?" He stared out across the river, nodding slowly. "My guess is, everybody else is in big trouble.

We may be the generation that sees Armageddon.

The world is literally about to blow up.

I guess I always felt even if the world came to an end, McDonald's would still be open.

When the landscape buckles and jerks around, when a dust column of debris rises from the collapse of a block of buildings on bodies that could have been your own, when the staves of history fall awry and the barrel of time bursts apart, some turn to prayer, some to poetry: words in the memory, a stained book carried close to the body, the notebook scribbled by hand--a center of gravity.

The whole world is a disaster waiting to happen.