The nights were blinding cold and casket black and the long reach of the morning had a terrible silence to it. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
And in the dream I knew that he was goin on ahead and that he was fixin to make a fire somewhere… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led to nowhere at all. He… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. The ashes of the late… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The soft black talc blew through the streets like squid ink uncoiling along a sea floor and the cold crept down and… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening. Often he… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
From daydreams on the road there was no waking. He plodded on. He could remember everything of her save her scent. Seated… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Suttree surfaced from these fevered deeps to hear a maudlin voice chant latin by his bedside, what medieval ghost come to usurp… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
They sat on a bench and Sproule held his wounded arm to his chest and rocked back and forth and blinked in… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
They heard somewhere in that tenantless night a bell that tolled and ceased where no bell was and they rode out on… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The cooler days have brought a wistful mood upon him. The smell of coalsmoke in the air at night. Old times, dead years. For… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“The events of the world can have no separate life from the world. And yet the world itself can have no temporal view of… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“You think people was meaner then than they are now? the deputy said. The old man was looking out at the flooded town. No,… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“They set forth in a crimson dawn where sky and earth closed in a razorous plane. Out there dark little archipelagos of cloud and… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“Nothing. Where all was burnt to ash before them no fires were to be had and the nights were long and dark and cold… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
He said that whether a man's life was writ in a book someplace or whether it took its form day by day was one… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“He lives in a room above a courtyard behind a tavern and he comes down at night like some fairybook beast to fight with… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“To seek out the upright. No fall but preceded by a declination. He took great marching steps into the nothingness, counting them against his… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“They went through the last of the cars and then walked up the track to the locomotive and climbed up to the catwalk. Rust… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“Night fell upon them dark and starblown and the wagon grew swollen near mute with dew. On their chairs in such black immobility these… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“When I was in school I studied biology. I learned that in making their experiments scientists will take some group - bacteria, mice, people… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“We none of us knew him to speak [Dutch]. Asked him where he'd learned it you know what he said? What did he say.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
“You know that the things you put it your head stay there, right?' 'Yeah. But you remember some things, don't you?' 'Yeah. You remember… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share
