Anything that doesn’t take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.
CORMAC MCCARTHYHow 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.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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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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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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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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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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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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One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.
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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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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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She 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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Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
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What joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
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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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I got what I needed instead of what I wanted and that’s just about the best kind of luck you can have.
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Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
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