Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
CORMAC MCCARTHYNotions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
CORMAC MCCARTHYKeep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThe road has its own reasons and no two travelers will have the same understanding of those reasons. If indeed they come to an understanding of them at all.
CORMAC MCCARTHYHe knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.
CORMAC MCCARTHYLife is brief and to have to spend every day of it doing what somebody else wants you to do is not the way to live it.
CORMAC MCCARTHYSomewhere in the world is the most invincible man. Just as somewhere is the most vulnerable.
CORMAC MCCARTHYWhat joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
CORMAC MCCARTHYShe said that these were things all women knew yet seldom spoke of. Lastly she said that if women were drawn to rash men it was only that in their secret hearts they knew that a man who would not kill for them was of no use at all.
CORMAC MCCARTHYWhat he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return.
CORMAC MCCARTHYYou 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.
CORMAC MCCARTHYI 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.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThe closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
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 MCCARTHYMen of God and men of war have strange affinities.
CORMAC MCCARTHYBut there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse.
CORMAC MCCARTHYRemember 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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