The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.
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.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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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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And 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.
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Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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Somewhere in the world is the most invincible man. Just as somewhere is the most vulnerable.
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There is no God and we are his prophets.
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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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Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.
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I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
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It is personal. That’s what an education does. It makes the world personal.
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Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else.
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How does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?
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But there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse.
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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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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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What joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
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