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.
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.
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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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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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By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
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The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.
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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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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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Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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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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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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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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The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
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When you die it’s the same as if everybody else did too.
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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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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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