If there’s one thing on this planet you don’t look like it’s a bunch of good luck walkin around.
CORMAC MCCARTHYIf trouble comes when you least expect it then maybe the thing to do is to always expect it.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.
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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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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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Anything that doesn’t take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.
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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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The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.
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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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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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Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
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By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.
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If only my heart were stone.
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How does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?
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There’s a difference between quittin and knowin when you’re beat.
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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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