Rick Grimes Quotes

Don't you get it? We are The Walking Dead!

Rick Grimes: [Jimmy reaches for a rifle; Rick takes it from him] You ever fire one before? Jimmy: Well, if I'm going out I want one. Daryl Dixon: Yeah, and people in hell want Slurpees.

Rick Grimes: Where'd you find everyone? Daryl Dixon: Well, those guys' tail lights zigzagging all over the road - figured he had to be Asian, driving like that. Glenn: [chuckles] Good one.

I saw thousands of them. A sea of the dead that roared like an ocean! You would have heard them screaming toward you. It would have taken days to steer them away. Killing them? I don't think killing them would have been possible.

Sons and daughters. The thought jarred him. As quickly as hopelessness had overtaken him, it disappeared. He glanced at Annabeth. She still looked like a misty corpse, but he imagined her true appearance--her gray eyes full of determination, her blond hair pulled back in a bandana, her face weary and streaked with grime, but as beautiful as ever. Okay, maybe monsters kept coming back forever. But so did demigods. Generation after generation, Camp Half-Blood had survived. Now, if the Greeks and Romans could come together, they would be even stronger. There was still hope. He and Annabeth had come this far. The Doors of Death were almost within reach. Sons and daughters. A ridiculous thought. An awesome thought. Right there in the middle of Tartarus, Percy grinned.

Don't talk. Think!

Don't talk. Think.

Ernie Pyle, who was with them as usual, wrote: “They were dead weary, as a person could tell even when looking at them from behind. Every line and sag of their bodies spoke their inhuman exhaustion…. They were young men, but the grime and whiskers and exhaustion made them look middle-aged.” A sergeant wrote to his family in Iowa: “It’ll soon be five months that a pup tent has been our home. Five months since I’ve even so much as sat at a table while eating.

The fastest way to a man's heart is through his vagina. A lot of people say it's the stomach. That's the saying, but that's fucking stupid. Men like to eat, sure. But do all men place that much importance on their next meal? You can cook a mean meatloaf and so you've fucking got them wrapped around your little fucking finger? No goddamn way. Men love to fuck. All men. Every goddamn one of them. Young, old, fat, thin, smart, dumb, alive, dead, all men. After a while, a certain kind of man, men like Rick Grimes, they find one vagina they really enjoy being inside. That becomes their vagina. You fuck with that vagina, you can crush a man's heart.

We are the Walking Dead" - Rick Grimes