What joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
CORMAC MCCARTHY
There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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What joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
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There’s a difference between quittin and knowin when you’re beat.
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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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The road has its own reasons and no two travelers will have the same understanding of those reasons. If indeed they come to an understanding of them at all.
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The trouble with a liar is he can’t remember what he said.
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One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.
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By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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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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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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He said that those who have endured some misfortune will always be set apart but that it is just that misfortune which is their gift and which is their strength.
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There is for a man two things in life that are very important, head and shoulders above everything else. Find work you like, and find someone to live with you like. Very few people get both.
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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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You fix what you can fix and you let the rest go. If there ain’t nothin to be done about it it aint even a problem. It’s just a aggravation.
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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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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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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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