You have to carry the fire.” I don’t know how to.” Yes, you do.” Is the fire real? The fire?” Yes it is.” Where is it? I don’t know where it is.” Yes you do. It’s inside you. It always was there. I can see it.
CORMAC MCCARTHYYou have to carry the fire.” I don’t know how to.” Yes, you do.” Is the fire real? The fire?” Yes it is.” Where is it? I don’t know where it is.” Yes you do. It’s inside you. It always was there. I can see it.
CORMAC MCCARTHYBetween the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
CORMAC MCCARTHYHe stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activites in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they’d have no heart to start at all.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThe things that I loved were very frail. Very fragile. I didn’t know that. I thought they were indestructible. They weren’t.
CORMAC MCCARTHYI can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
CORMAC MCCARTHYKeep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.
CORMAC MCCARTHYEver step you take is forever.
CORMAC MCCARTHYIt’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.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThere is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
CORMAC MCCARTHYActs have their being in the witness. Without him who can speak of it? In the end one could even say that the act is nothing, the witness all.
CORMAC MCCARTHYBy day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThere’s a difference between quittin and knowin when you’re beat.
CORMAC MCCARTHYRemember her hair in the morning before it was pinned, black, rampant, savage with loveliness. As if she slept in perpetual storm.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThe world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.
CORMAC MCCARTHYHe’d half meant to speak but those eyes had altered the world forever in the space of a heartbeat.
CORMAC MCCARTHYIf only my heart were stone.
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