Quotes by Rick Yancey

People die. Love endures.

We’re here, and then we’re gone, and it’s not about the time we’re here, but what we do with the time.

Love is forever. If it wasnt, it wouldnt be love. The world is beautiful. If it wasnt, it wouldnt be the world.

But if Im it, the last of my kind, the last page of human history, like hell Im going to let the story end this way. I may be the last one, but I am the one still standing. I am the one turning to face the faceless hunter in the woods on an abandoned highway. I am the one not running but facing. Because if I am the last one, then I am humanity. And if this is humanitys last war, then I am the battlefield.

You never know when the truth will come home. You can’t choose the time. The time chooses you.

But hope is no less realistic than despair. It is still our choice whether to live in light or lie down in darkness.

Wed stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. Youd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didnt.

And, for one– ten thousandth of a second, all of it fell away, the despair and grief and anger and pain and hunger, and the old Ben Parish rose from the dead. The eyes that impaled. The smile that slayed. In another moment, he would fade, slide back into the new Ben, the one called Zombie, and I understood something I hadn’t before: He was dead, the object of my schoolgirl desires, just as the schoolgirl who desired him was dead.

Poets never die, I thought. They just fail in the end.

Cities are more than the sum of their infrastructure. They transcend brick and mortar, concrete and steel. Theyre the vessels into which human knowledge is poured.

How baffling it is that we imagined cities incinerated by alien bombs and death rays when all they really needed was Mother Nature and time.

Are you okay? I (Cassie) call up to him.Um. Define okay. (Ben)Okay means youre not bleeding to death.Im okay.

And if humanity is the last war, then I am the battlefield.

Our hearts, the war.Her body, the battlefield.

This is the first rule of the last war:Trust No One

The experience was like running into someone you hadnt seen since middle school - you recognize them, but what you really notice is the ways theyve changed. They dont match your memory of how they should look and for a second youre thrown off, because your memory of them IS them.

I am like the water that runs over me, immune to permanence, recycling endlessly. I am water; I am life. The form may change, but the substance stays the same. Strike me down and I will rise again. Vincit qui patitur.

Who wants to read a book when you can blow something up?

Without trust theres no cooperation. And without cooperation theres no progress. History stops.

That’s the cost. That’s the price. Get ready, because when you crush the humanity out of humans, you’re left with humans with no humanity.In other words, you get what you pay for, motherfucker