He said that whether a man's life was writ in a book someplace or whether it took its form day by day… — 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
For even if you should have stood your ground, he said, yet what ground was it? — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He was just hungry, Papa. He's going to die. He's going to die anyway. He's so scared, Papa. The man squatted and… — 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
“It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of… — 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
A man seeks his own destiny and no other, said the judge. Wil or nill. Any man who could discover his own… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Finally he said that among men there was no such communion as among horses and the notion that men can be understood… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
We wouldnt ever eat anybody, would we? No. Of course not. Even if we were starving? We're starving now. You said we… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
There was a sharp crack from somewhere on the mountain. Then another. It's just a tree falling, he said. It's okay. The… — 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
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
She said that these were things all women knew yet seldom spoke of. Lastly she said that if women were drawn to… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Finally he said that if men drink the blood of God yet they do not understand the seriousness of what they do.… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He said that those who have endured some misfortune will always be set apart but that it is just that misfortune which… — 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
He poured the tumbler full. Drink up, he said. The world goes on. We have dancing nightly and this night is no… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
The judge placed his hands on the ground. He looked at his inquisitor. This is my claim, he said. And yet everywhere… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
When the lambs is lost in the mountain, he said. They is cry. Sometime come the mother. Sometime the wolf. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Books lie, he said. God dont lie. No, said the judge. He does not. And these are his words. He held up… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke. — 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
