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.
CORMAC MCCARTHYActs 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.
More Cormac McCarthy Quotes
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There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
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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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Anything that doesn’t take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing.
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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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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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Ever step you take is forever.
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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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Life is brief and to have to spend every day of it doing what somebody else wants you to do is not the way to live it.
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Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
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I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
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Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
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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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Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.
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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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The wind sounded of Mother Earth’s forsaken and abandoned cries.
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