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Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.

Cormac McCarthy

One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.
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Age Death Old Sadness Yourself
Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
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Deep Escape Leaving Stay
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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Reason Road Travel Understand
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.
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Darkness Dreams Fire Myself Wake Up
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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Fix Let Go Problem Repair Yourself
What joins men together is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies.
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Enemy Food Man Share Togetherness
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
They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey.
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End Journey Silence Talk Togetherness Travel
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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Deep Existence Hide Knowledge Man
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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Brief Life Live Short Slave Yourself
Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.
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God Man Strange War
Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
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Lose Pain Save Word
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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Beyond Bitter Carry Curse Death Live Memories Remember
Long before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I’d always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it is always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals come easily.
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Abandonment Betrayal Courage Discover Easy Morning Seek
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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Hairs Lonely Morning Remember Savage Sleep Storm
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

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