Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
CORMAC MCCARTHYNobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
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 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 MCCARTHYAnd 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.
CORMAC MCCARTHYNotions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
CORMAC MCCARTHYWhat joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
CORMAC MCCARTHYYou never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.
CORMAC MCCARTHYI got what I needed instead of what I wanted and that’s just about the best kind of luck you can have.
CORMAC MCCARTHYBy day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
CORMAC MCCARTHYI’ve seen the meanness of humans till I don’t know why God ain’t put out the sun and gone away.
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 MCCARTHYYou think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don’t count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothin else.
CORMAC MCCARTHYBetween the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
CORMAC MCCARTHYBut there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThe frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
CORMAC MCCARTHYAnd in the dream I knew that he was goin on ahead and that he was fixin to make a fire somewhere out there in all that dark and all that cold and I knew that whenever I got there he would be there. And then I woke up.
CORMAC MCCARTHY