You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.
CORMAC MCCARTHYPeople 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.
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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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He’d half meant to speak but those eyes had altered the world forever in the space of a heartbeat.
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When you die it’s the same as if everybody else did too.
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We think we are the victims of time. In reality, the way of the world isn’t fixed anywhere. How could that be possible? We are our own journey. And therefore we are time as well. We are the same. Fugitive. Inscrutable. Ruthless.
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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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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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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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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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By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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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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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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The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.
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Long before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I’d always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it is always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals come easily.
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Probably I dont believe in a lot of things that I used to believe in but that doesnt mean I dont believe in anything.
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If there’s one thing on this planet you don’t look like it’s a bunch of good luck walkin around.
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