People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn’t believe in that. Tomorrow wasn’t getting ready for them. It didn’t even know they were there.
CORMAC MCCARTHYIf there’s one thing on this planet you don’t look like it’s a bunch of good luck walkin around.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else.
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The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.
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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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Acts 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.
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The trouble with a liar is he can’t remember what he said.
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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.
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He 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.
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It is personal. That’s what an education does. It makes the world personal.
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And perhaps beyond those shrouded swells another man did walk with another child on the dead gray sands. Slept but a sea apart on another beach among the bitter ashes of the world or stood in their rags lost to the same indifferent sun.
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Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.
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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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There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
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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 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.
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Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
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