Top 53 Wake The Dead Quotes
#2. Make sure it is God's trumpet you are blowing-
if it is only yours it won't wake the dead,
it will simply disturb the neighbours.
W. Ian Thomas
#3. When the salute had finished, people applauded, and the cold group began to break up.
"That's enough noise to wake the dead," a voice said very near Stella's ear.
J.J. Cook
#4. Love was a magic fairy spell. Didn't the girls in my books hunt after love like it was a deer with a white tail? Didn't love wake the dead? Didn't that lady love the beast so hard he turned into a good-looking white fellow? That was what love did. It turned you into something else.
Catherynne M Valente
#5. She had wailed loudly enough to wake the dead and make them call the cops.
Ilona Andrews
#6. The shriek that erupted from Melinda was loud enough to wake the dead. "Get it off me, get it off me!" She bolted from the crumpled side of the tent in hysterics, ripping at her bodice.
Merry Farmer
#7. The result was enough noise to wake the dead, one of whom started hammering on the bathroom door.
Miss Palmer. Are you all right?
Karen Chance
#8. You were banging hard enough to wake the dead."
"And you're lovely enough to rouse them.
Veronica Wolff
#9. Jacob studied the iron graveyard, where every vehicle was its own gravestone. He drove slowly through, as if he was afraid to wake the dead. That was not it though. The general made it clear that they should fear the living.
Dean F. Wilson
#10. He'd need the woman's help to set things right; he just didn't like having to wake the dead.
Joe DeRouen
#11. I wake the dead. I bring Jackie Robinson and the Roosevelts to life. Who do you think Im trying to wake up?
Ken Burns
#12. The dead slip out quietly and leave furious holes in their wake. It's Fortune's strong suit. She keeps catching us unprepared, again and again.
Carole Radziwill
#13. Sansa felt as though she were in a dream. "Joffrey is dead," she told the trees, to see if that would wake her. He had not been dead when she left the throne room. He had been on his knees, though, clawing at his throat, tearing at his own skin as he fought to breathe. The
George R R Martin
#14. I'm sorry you don't get it, Mom. Sometimes I don't get why I do the things I do. I just know I wake up every morning and wish I was dead.
Julie Anne Peters
#15. Four flips the gun in this hand, presses the barrel to Peter's forehead, and clicks a bullet into place. Peter freezes with his lips parted, the yawn dead in his mouth. "Wake. Up," Four snaps. "You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it.
Veronica Roth
#16. Every morning most of the people wake up alive than dead, so I do have a faith there is still some goodness left in the man.
Amit Kalantri
#17. One friend dies and we remain indifferent; another dies, perhaps less intimate, and we see ourselves as dead, and weep, mourn, tear our hair or find ourselves caught up in the madness of the wake, competing with others as to who was closest, now suffers most.
Fay Weldon
#18. Right now, the economy is a whole lot like a fairly good-looking brain-dead chick in a persistent vegetative coma. You can't really wake her up, but there's things she's still good for.
Cintra Wilson
#19. Why can I never go back to bed? Who's is the voice ringing in my head? Where is the sense in these desperate dreams? Why should I wake when I'm half past dead?
Emilie Autumn
#20. No dead people beyond this door,' " he read aloud from beyond the door. " 'And, yes, if you suddenly have the ability to walk through walls, you're dead. You're not lying somewhere in a drainage ditch waiting to wake up. Get over it, and stay the hell out of my bathroom.
Darynda Jones
#21. I've risen from the dead. Though sometimes, when I wake up in the morning, I feel like I've died. I swear I'm aging in dog years. But no, I'm not dead. It's funny how stuff like that gets started.
Tony Stewart
#22. If you don't believe in ghosts, why you wake up from nightmares screaming out the names of your dead friends?
Peter Fryer
#23. For is my story really so unusual? To wake each morning as if things had gone differently
the dead come back, the lost returned, the beloved in our arms
is it really any more magic than the ordinary madness of hope?
Andrew Sean Greer
#24. The boogeyman sleeps on your side of the bad Whispers in my ear :"Better of Dead" Fills my dreams with sirens and lights of regret Kisses me gently when i wake up in a sweat "boo!
Gayle Forman
#25. And now he was dead, his soul fled down to the Sunless Country and his body lying cold in the cold mud, somewhere in the city's wake.
Philip Reeve
#26. It's just that the churches have been sleeping for a long time. A lot of people argue that the churches are even dead. I don't believe they're dead, but they've been sleeping, but they, I hope, will wake up, and that's one of my tasks is to make sure they wake up as much as they do before I die.
Cornel West
#27. As a novelist, you have to pick your battles. You are tired. You have begun to experience the first ominous tinglings of carpal tunnel syndrome. You wake up in the middle of the night with both hands lying across your chest like a couple of plucked bird carcasses, dead of all sensation.
Lynn Coady
#28. Time to wake to a wholesome diet--Marx and Engels, Andy Warhol and Ken Kesey, Jack Kerouak and the Grateful Dead, Sartre and Gide--it was a regimen of semen in the sixties and we never even knew we were choking. [109]
Claire Robson
#29. The dead are never exactly seen by the living, but many people seem acutely aware of something changed around them. They speak of a chill in the air. The mates of the deceased wake from dreams and see a figure standing at the end of thier bed, or in a doorway, or boarding, phantomlike, a city bus.
Alice Sebold
#30. If somebody has a bad heart, they can plug this jack in at night as they go to bed and it will monitor their heart during the night, and in the morning, when they wake up dead, there'll be a record.
Mark S. Fowler
#31. Oh! to be a child again. My only treasures, bits of shell and stone and glass. To love nothing but maple sugar. To fear nothing but a big dog. To go to sleep without dreading the morrow. To wake up with a shout. Not to have seen a dead face. Not to dread a living one. To be able to believe.
Fanny Fern
#32. Go to bed, Tom," he managed to say. "Don't wake me in the morning. I plan to be dead.
Diana Gabaldon
#33. She hated funeral homes with their thick carpets and elegantly appointed decor. She would much prefer an all-out Irish wake where everyone drank too much Guinness and brawls broke out. That's how the dead should be honored- with life and all of it's warts.
Elizabeth Meyette
#34. Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead. In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#35. Dreams never die. Sometimes you think they are dead, but they are just hibernating lie some old bear. And, if the dream has been hibernating for a long time, that bear is going to wake up grumpy and hungry
Harlan Coben
#36. Leaving millions dead or dying in your wake." The Unicorn nodded. "Billions, if all goes well. The survivors will need a leader.
Bryan Fields
#37. Well, thought I, he's either sleeping or he's dead. If the former, I dare not wake him. If the latter, I cannot!
Rick Yancey
#38. When you wake up in the morning and nothing hurts, you can be sure you're dead.
Herbert Achternbusch
#39. Maybe one morning I'll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead among the sheets.
Markus Zusak
#40. You don't seem to understand me,' she said. 'The last thing I want is to start over. You can't wake up something that's dead and buried.
Erick Setiawan
#41. The man was like heroin-seductive, addictive and a damned good way to wake up dead.
Joanna Wylde
#42. What life is this? Living in a world of hatred and lies, breathing the same air the dead breathed once, knowing we will wake up one day and find ourselves gone from time and space, and yet we still breathe the air without trembling from the thought.
Nour Zikra
#44. Not only are selves conditional but they die. Each day, we wake slightly altered, and the person we were yesterday is dead. So why, one could say, be afraid of death, when death comes all the time?
John Updike
#45. The Colt rested in her lap. "You better wake up in the morning, Mr. Latimer because I don't want to have to explain a dead man in my cabin to the sheriff."
- Emma in "Emma of Crooked Creek
MK McClintock
#46. Before the next minute had passed, they had all fallen to the ground. Just like that. As though someone had reached inside and turned off a switch.
"What happened?" Matt asked, gasping.
I went from one person to the next, trying to wake them up, but they were all dead, wrote Daft Donald.
Nancy Farmer
#47. The chime wasn't the most pleasant sound in the world to wake up to, but Eric had awakened to far worse in the past. Gunfire was always a sure way to go from dead to the world to more alive than you'd ever been, assuming none of the bullets actually struck you.
Evan Currie
#48. if you suddenly have the ability to walk through walls, you're dead. You're not lying somewhere in a drainage ditch waiting to wake up. Get over it,
Darynda Jones
#49. The track lingered on the surface like a long pale scar. In maritime vernacular, this trail of fading disturbance, whether from ship or torpedo, was called a dead wake.
Erik Larson
#50. He turned his back on his mother, but the dead battlefield surrounded him on everyside. Deliberately scuffing his polished shoes, he kicked the cartridge cases at the sleeping soldiers.
I cupped my hands over my ears, trying to catch the sound that would wake them.
J.G. Ballard
#51. I found my grandmother dead. It shook me up. I got up to make her breakfast, and I knew it was strange that she wasn't stirring. I went in to wake her, and she was laying in rigor mortis, and I'm done. I called next door, and the kid picked up the phone, and I was so wild, he dropped it.
Gil Scott-Heron
#52. I wake up every day with a single imperative: live. By any means necessary. The only way Death will ever get his slimy bastard hands on me is over my dead body.
Karen Marie Moning
#53. I kept pretending to sleep. This was hard, the trailing touch at my underwear felt good.
Hi fingers went into my hair at the back of my head. "Babe wake up."
Hmm.
I couldn't ignore him much longer, he would think I was dead.
Kristen Ashley
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