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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 McCarthy

Life 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.
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Brief Life Live Short Slave Yourself
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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Believe Myself
There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
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Joy Road Vehicle
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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Beyond Death Different Man Sleep Sun Walk World
I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
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Intelligence Man Myself Normal Stupidity Thinking
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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Reason Road Travel Understand
Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else.
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Best Identity Live Way
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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Earth Goodness Luck Walk
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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Beyond Bitter Carry Curse Death Live Memories Remember
I got what I needed instead of what I wanted and that’s just about the best kind of luck you can have.
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Best Gratitude Kind Luck Myself Need Thankful Yourself
I think by the time you’re grown you’re as happy as you’re goin to be. You’ll have good times and bad times, but in the end you’ll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy. I’ve knowed people that just never did get the hang of it.
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Bad Goodness Growth Happiness People Thinking Time Yourself
But there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse.
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Human Misery Worst
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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Fix Let Go Problem Repair Yourself
Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
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Deep Escape Leaving Stay
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
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Bond Community Deep Grief Oneself Sorrow
If only my heart were stone.
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Dreams Heart Myself One Liner Stone
What joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
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Enemy Food Man Share Togetherness
Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.
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God Man Strange War
The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.
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Abandonment Cry Earth Mom Nature Sound Wind
Do you know what happens with people who cannot govern themselves? That’s right. Others come in to govern for them.
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Control Government People Power Right Rule Yourself
He’d half meant to speak but those eyes had altered the world forever in the space of a heartbeat.
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Eyes Forever Heart Space Talk World
Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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Chance Fate Man Occupation Work
The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.
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Dreams Harsh Reality Rude Selection World
If you think about some of the things that are being talked about by thoughtful, intelligent scientists, you realize that in 100 years the human race won’t even be recognizable.
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Human Intelligence Race Recognition Talk Thinking Yourself
The trouble with a liar is he can’t remember what he said.
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Himself Lying Remember Talk Trouble
By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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Day Earth Grief Mom Sun
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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Journey Possible Reality Thinking Time Victim Way World

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.

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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.

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