Patricia Hamill

If you don't know a name, you can't be hurt when they go. I have no friends anymore, all are lost.

No more running, no more half living, starving or fear. You have it better than me now, I think.

You have to stand out, do something, to be remembered.

...the end of the world hasn't granted the clumsiest among us any measure of grace.

I don't want to think about it, but I have to. Someone has to. I see the signs of spring and I weep...

Not too bad, reminds me of some kind of meat dip, best if you close your eyes and pretend it's something else.

...his vacant eyes took on a more sinister look, taking notice of us for the first time, a stranger in our midst, a monster.

Wouldn't it be ironic if everyone who got a radio up and running just sat around waiting for everyone else to transmit a message?

Don't resist the urge to burn down the stronghold, kill off the main love interest or otherwise foul up the lives of your characters.

...I can't make exceptions for myself. If I can run, I will run. I don't have to feel good to do it.