When the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be their yet. — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He said that journeys involving the company of the dead were notorious for their difficulty but that in truth every journey was… — 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
“The truth is that the forms I see have been slowly emptied out. They no longer have any content. They are shapes… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is… — 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
“I dont know what sort of world she will live in and I have no fixed opinions concerning how she should live… — 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
“Well, I think the questioner wants the truth. The doubter wants to be told there aint no such thing.” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The Good Book says that the meek shall inherit the earth and I expect that's probably the truth. I aint no freethinker,… — 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
“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
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
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
The truth may often be carried about by those who themselves remain all unaware of it. They bear that which has weight… — 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
“he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“I think the truth is always simple. It has pretty much got to be. It needs to be simple enough for a… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
In the spaniards heart is a great yearning for freedom, but only his own. A great love for truth and honor in… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He said I was bein hard on myself. Said it was a sign of old age. Tryin to set things right. I… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Men are attracted to flawed women too of course, but their illusion is that they can fix them. Women don't want to… — 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
