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It’s not about knowing who you are. It’s about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody’s. You dont start over. That’s what it’s about. Every step you take is forever. You can’t make it go away. None of it.

Cormac McCarthy

You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.
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Behavior Forget Human Mindset Remember Yourself
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
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
How does a man decide in what order to abandon his life?
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Abandonment Decision Life Man Order
By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
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Day Earth Grief Mom Sun
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
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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Return Time Try Yourself
We think we are the victims of time. In reality, the way of the world isn’t fixed anywhere. How could that be possible? We are our own journey. And therefore we are time as well. We are the same. Fugitive. Inscrutable. Ruthless.
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Journey Possible Reality Thinking Time Victim Way World
There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road there to.
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Joy Road Vehicle
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
You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don’t count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothin else.
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Count Life Morning Thinking Wake Up Yourself
And perhaps beyond those shrouded swells another man did walk with another child on the dead gray sands. Slept but a sea apart on another beach among the bitter ashes of the world or stood in their rags lost to the same indifferent sun.
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Beyond Death Different Man Sleep Sun Walk World
If you think about some of the things that are being talked about by thoughtful, intelligent scientists, you realize that in 100 years the human race won’t even be recognizable.
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Human Intelligence Race Recognition Talk Thinking Yourself
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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Future People Preparation Ready Time
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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Important Life Live Luck Man People Work
Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
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Lose Pain Save Word

It’s not about knowing who you are. It’s about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody’s. You dont start over. That’s what it’s about. Every step you take is forever. You can’t make it go away. None of it.

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It’s not about knowing who you are. It’s about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody’s. You dont start over. That’s what it’s about. Every step you take is forever. You can’t make it go away. None of it.

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