Julia Quinn Quotes

The dead walk among us.

Why not rise from the grave and terrorize a little instead of staying buried and dead in the cemetery?

Three points for the dead slowly prising open the lids of their coffins. They want to hunt the living. They can't stop. Their throats have turned to liquid and their fingers glint under the weak autumn sun.

When the dawn was still long hours away, bad thoughts took on flesh and began to walk. In the middle of the night thoughts became zombies.

Something coming back from the dead was almost always bad news. Movies taught me that. For every one Jesus you get a million zombies.

Since I was a kid, I've had this morbid fascination with dark and scary subject matter.

The fact that 'A Dirty Job' has comedy and supernatural horror in it, that both are woven in and out of it with a whimsical tone, despite the fact that it's about death, makes it hard to characterize with standard genre labels - but I have no problem with that. I'd call it a funny story about death, and leave it at that.

The stuff I write with Joe Lo Truglio tends to lean towards horror-comedy and horror.

For me, Halloween is year-round. But my Halloween is the real Halloween - dealing with the real dead.

If you've got a nice fresh corpse, fetch him out!

When you're going to play with dead things, do it during the daylight.

There's nothing like a headless corpse to bring a touch of excitement into one's life.

Wish all my corpses would do that.

The Dead travel fast.

He's no more human than I am, ma petite." At least I'm not dead." That can be remedied.

Not really a party until someone brings the surprise zombies.

Yeah, okay. You're right. I was having dinner with Zombie Carl the other night. You know, steak, rare, and a bottle of vintage type A. He told me all his secrets, but too bad for you I promised him I wouldn't tell. In exchange I asked him to gather his best undead buddies and stalk me through my friend's yard. And oh, yeah, it was totally fine if they wanted to use me as an all-night-dinner buffet, because having organs is SO last year.

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.

You mean they killed her?" asked David. They ate her," said Brother Number One. "With porridge. That's what 'ran away and was never seen again' means in these parts. It means 'eaten.'" Um and what about 'happily ever after'?" asked David, a little uncertainly. "What does that mean?" Eaten quickly," said Brother Number One.

My understanding of zombie movies is people rising from the dead, from their graves, stuff like that, and walking very slowly.

But first, on earth as vampire sent, Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent, Then ghastly haunt thy native place, And suck the blood of all thy race. There from thy daughter, sister, wife, At midnight drain the stream of life, Yet loathe the banquet which perforce Must feed thy livid living corse. Thy victims ere they yet expire Shall know the demon for their sire, As cursing thee, thou cursing them, Thy flowers are withered on the stem.

Zombies are the new vampire.

The hand that unnerved Belshazzar derived its most horrifying influence from the want of a body, and death itself is not formidable in what we do know of it, but in what we do not.

Of course, REAL zombies never get the giggles when they look at each other.