On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the… — 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.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Ive seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away. — 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
“How much was gone already? The sacred idiom shorn of its referents and so of its reality. Drawing down like something trying… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The hardest lesson in the world: Maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They aint comin back. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the… — 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
The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing… — 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
There is a moon shaped rictus in the streetlamp's globe where a stone has gone and from this aperture there drifts down… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He lifted a hand and turned and went on. He had divested himself of the little cloaked godlet and his other amulets… — 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
