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You 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 McCarthy

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
Ever step you take is forever.
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Deep Forever Important One Liner Step Worth
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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Deep Empty God Goodness Heart Life Reality Stand Start Truth Young
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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Hairs Lonely Morning Remember Savage Sleep Storm
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
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
She 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.
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Heart Kill Man Secret Talk Woman
I’ve seen the meanness of humans till I don’t know why God ain’t put out the sun and gone away.
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God Human Patience Rude See Sun
They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey.
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End Journey Silence Talk Togetherness Travel
What he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return.
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Dreams Himself Night Return Wake Up World
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
Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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Chance Fate Man Occupation Work
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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Future People Preparation Ready Time
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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Carry Fire Inspirational Motivational Reality See Yourself
The things I believed in dont exist any more. It’s foolish to pretend that they do. Western Civilization finally went up in smoke in the chimneys at Dachau but I was too infatuated to see it. I see it now.
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Believe Civilization Existence Fools Myself Pretend See
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

You 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.

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You 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.

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