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.
CORMAC MCCARTHYThere is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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There is no later. This is later.
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What joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
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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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Ever dumb thing I ever done in my life there was a decision I made before that got me into it. It was never the dumb thing. It was always some choice I’d made before it.
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The 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.
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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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All the time you spend tryin to get back what’s been took from you there’s more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it.
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If only my heart were stone.
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Acts have their being in the witness. Without him who can speak of it? In the end one could even say that the act is nothing, the witness all.
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It’s not about knowing who you are. It’s about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody’s. You dont start over. That’s what it’s about. Every step you take is forever. You can’t make it go away. None of it.
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The things that I loved were very frail. Very fragile. I didn’t know that. I thought they were indestructible. They weren’t.
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Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.
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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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By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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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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