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Cormac McCarthy

Anything that doesn’t take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.
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Drive Hard Life Suicide Worth Yourself
It is supposed to true that those who do not know history are condemned to repeat it. I don’t believe knowing can save us. What is constant in history is greed and foolishness and love of blood.
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Believe Blood Fools Greedy History Love Repeat Save True
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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Act End Oneself Talk
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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God Human Patience Rude See Sun
If there’s one thing on this planet you don’t look like it’s a bunch of good luck walkin around.
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Earth Goodness Luck Walk
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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Gold Heaven Myself Paper Perfection Room Wasted Time
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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Believe Myself
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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Carry Fire Inspirational Motivational Reality See Yourself
Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
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Dreams Inspirational Life Motivational Wait Wasted Time World
Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.
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God Man Strange War
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
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Bond Community Deep Grief Oneself Sorrow
The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.
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Abandonment Cry Earth Mom Nature Sound Wind
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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Dreams Himself Night Return Wake Up World
There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
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Joy Road Vehicle
Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
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Lose Pain Save Word
The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.
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Dreams Harsh Reality Rude Selection World

There is no later. This is later.

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