“I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about… — 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… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
By the time I was sixteen I had read many books and I had become a freethinker. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“You wear out, Ed Tom. All the time you spend tryin to get back what’s been took from you there’s more goin… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He’d stop and lean on the cart and the boy would go on and then stop and look back and he would… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The world of our fathers resides within us. Ten thousand generations and more. A form without a history has no power to… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The names of entities that have the power to constrain us change with time. Convention and authority are replaced by infirmity.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“I had no say in the matter. Every moment in your life is a turning and every one a choosing. Somewhere you… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I think that when the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be there yet. It dont move about from… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He looked into those blue eyes like a man seeking some vision of the increate future of the universe.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
They lay listening. Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door. After a… — 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
He sat a long time and he thought about his life and how little of it he could ever have foreseen and… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Ah, they said. Qué bueno. And after and for a long time to come he'd have reason to evoke the recollection of… — 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
The world to come must be composed of what is past. No other material is at hand. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“All my life, he said, I been witness to people showin up where they was supposed to be at various times after… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
I think by the time you're grown you're as happy as you're goin to be. You'll have good times and bad times,… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The stories get passed on and the truth gets passed over. As the sayin goes. Which I reckon some would take as… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not.” — 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
