The things I believed in dont exist any more. It’s foolish to pretend that they do. Western Civilization finally went up in smoke in the chimneys at Dachau but I was too infatuated to see it. I see it now.
CORMAC MCCARTHYWhat joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.
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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.
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They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey.
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The trouble with a liar is he can’t remember what he said.
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The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
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He’d half meant to speak but those eyes had altered the world forever in the space of a heartbeat.
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I’ve seen the meanness of humans till I don’t know why God ain’t put out the sun and gone away.
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When you die it’s the same as if everybody else did too.
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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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How does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?
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I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
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The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.
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I always thought when I got older that God would sort of come into my life in some way. He didn’t. I don’t blame him. If I was him I’d have the same opinion about me that he does.
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Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
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By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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