I got what I needed instead of what I wanted and that’s just about the best kind of luck you can have.
CORMAC MCCARTHYDeep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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There is for a man two things in life that are very important, head and shoulders above everything else. Find work you like, and find someone to live with you like. Very few people get both.
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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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Remember her hair in the morning before it was pinned, black, rampant, savage with loveliness. As if she slept in perpetual storm.
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The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
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Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
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Somewhere in the world is the most invincible man. Just as somewhere is the most vulnerable.
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Anything that doesn’t take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.
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Ever step you take is forever.
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Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.
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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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What he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return.
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You fix what you can fix and you let the rest go. If there ain’t nothin to be done about it it aint even a problem. It’s just a aggravation.
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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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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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Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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