“Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
When we're all gone at last then there'll be nobody here but death and his days will be numbered too. He'll be… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
How surely are the dead beyond death. Death is what the living carry with them. A state of dread, like some uncanny… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Those whom life does not cure death will. The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Men believe death's elections to be a thing inscrutable yet every act invites the act which follows and to the extent that… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He said that men believe the blood of the slain to be of no consequence but that the wolf knows better. He… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Each leaf that brushed his face deepened his sadness and dread. Each leaf he passed he'd never pass again. They rode over… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I yearn for the darkness. I pray for death. Real death. If I thought that in death I would meet the people… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“We used to talk about death, she said. We don’t anymore. Why is that? I don’t know. It’s because it’s here. There’s… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He imagined that in his estate of eternal night he might somehow have already halved the distance to death. That the transition… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“They are gone now. Fled, banished in death or exile, lost, undone. Over the land sun and wind still move to burn… — 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
