Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be,… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I've always been interested in the Southwest. There isn't a place in the world you can go where they don't know about… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He thought that in the history of the world it might even be that there was more punishment than crime but he… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I don't think goodness is something that you learn. If you're left adrift in the world to learn goodness from it, you… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“I dont believe knowing can save us. What is constant in history is greed and foolishness and a love of blood and… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The world could only be known as it existed in men's hearts. For while it seemed a place which contained men it… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
There's hard lessons in this world. What's the hardest? I dont know. Maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The jagged mountains were pure blue in the dawn and everywhere birds twittered and the sun when it rose caught the moon… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He imagined the pain of the world to be like some formless parasitic being seeking out the warmth of human souls wherein… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
If much in the world were mystery the limits of that world were not, for it was without measure or bound and… — 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
Things separate from their stories have no meaning. They are only shapes. Of a certain size and color. A certain weight. When… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The man smiled at him a sly smile. As if they knew a secret between them, these two. Something of age and… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The way of the world is to bloom and to flower and die but in the affairs of men there is no… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Looking over the country with those sunken eyes as if the world out there had been altered or made suspect by what… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
By early evening all the sky to the north had darkened and the spare terrain they trod had turned a neuter gray… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
If a dream can tell the future it can also thwart that future. For God will not permit that we shall know… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The universe is no narrow thing and the order within it is not constrained by any latitude in its conception to repeat… — 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
Men speak of blind destiny, a thing without scheme or purpose. But what sort of destiny is that? Each act in this… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He lay on his back in his blankets and looked our where the quartermoon lay cocked over the heel of the mountains.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
To have a child when you're older, it wrenches you up out of your nap and makes you look at things, you… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He could not construct for the child's pleasure the world he'd lost without constructing the loss as well and he thought perhaps… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I didn't mean I'd seen everything, John Grady said. I know you didn't. I just meant I'd seen some things I'd as… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. Those whom life does not cure death will. The world… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Only now is the child finally divested of all that he has been. His origins are become remote as is his destiny… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Rage is really only for the good days. The truth is there's little of that left. the truth is that the forms… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
You give up the world line by line. Stoically. And then one day you realize that your courage is farcical. It doesn't… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Lying under such a myriad of stars. The sea’s black horizon. He rose and walked out and stood barefoot in the sand… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“In my father's last letter he said that the world is run by those willing to take the responsibility for the running… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Every moment in your life is a turning and every one a choosing. Somewhere you made a choice. All followed to this.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
They rode like men invested with a purpose whose origins were antecedent to them, like blood legatees of an order both imperative… — 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
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
Years later he'd stood in the charred ruins of a library where blackened books lay in pools of water. Shelves tipped over.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The priest therefore saw what the anchorite could not. That God needs no witness. Neither to himself nor against. The truth is… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The names of the cerros and the sierras and the deserts exist only on maps. We name them that we do not… — 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
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
