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My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That’s heaven. That’s gold, and anything else is just a waste of time.

Cormac McCarthy

Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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Chance Fate Man Occupation Work
Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
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Deep Escape Leaving Stay
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
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Bond Community Deep Grief Oneself Sorrow
Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.
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Deep Existence Hide Knowledge Man
How surely are the dead beyond death. Death is what the living carry with them. A state of dread, like some uncanny foretaste of a bitter memory. But the dead do not remember and nothingness is not a curse. Far from it.
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Beyond Bitter Carry Curse Death Live Memories Remember
Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
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Dreams Inspirational Life Motivational Wait Wasted Time World
The things that I loved were very frail. Very fragile. I didn’t know that. I thought they were indestructible. They weren’t.
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Destruction Fragile Love Myself Thinking
It’s not about knowing who you are. It’s about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody’s. You dont start over. That’s what it’s about. Every step you take is forever. You can’t make it go away. None of it.
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Forever Philosophy Start Step Thinking Yourself
We think we are the victims of time. In reality, the way of the world isn’t fixed anywhere. How could that be possible? We are our own journey. And therefore we are time as well. We are the same. Fugitive. Inscrutable. Ruthless.
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Journey Possible Reality Thinking Time Victim Way World
There is no later. This is later.
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Deep Future One Liner Time
But there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse.
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Human Misery Worst
The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.
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Dreams Harsh Reality Rude Selection World
You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.
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Bad Gratitude Luck Perspective Save Worst Yourself
By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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Day Earth Grief Mom Sun
Do you know what happens with people who cannot govern themselves? That’s right. Others come in to govern for them.
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Control Government People Power Right Rule Yourself
Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.
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God Man Strange War

My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That’s heaven. That’s gold, and anything else is just a waste of time.

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