People complain about the bad things that happen to em that they don't deserve but they seldom mention the good. About what… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
My daddy always told me to just do the best you knew how and tell the truth. He said there was nothin… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
You either stick or you quit. And I wouldnt quit you I dont care what you done. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
you fix what you can fix and you let the rest go. If there ain't nothin to be done about it it… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
You can tell it any way you want but that's the way it is. I should of done it and I didnt.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Our enemies ... seem always with us. The greater our hatred the more persistent the memory of them so that a truly… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I dont know what I ever done, she said. I truly dont. Chigurh nodded. Probably you do, he said. There's a reason… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
If God meant to interfere in the degeneracy of mankind would he not have done so by now? Wolves cull themselves, man.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
You can tell it any way you want but that's the way it is. I should of done it and I didn’t.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Creative work is often driven by pain. It may be that if you don't have something in the back of your head… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Ever dumb thing I ever done in my life there was a decision I made before that got me into it. It… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
A goodlookin horse is like a goodlookin woman, he said. They're always more trouble than what they're worth. What a man needs… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“Ultimo hombre. Last man standing, must've been one. Where'd he go?” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
