Quote by Cormac McCarthy Download Open image ““He turned and looked at the boy. Standing with his suitcase like an orphan waiting for a bus.”” — Cormac McCarthy ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.2 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“But the crowds are surging around them and her backpack is heavy on her shoulders and the boy's eyes are searching hers with something… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Before I disappear behind the door, I stop and turn around to look at him.” — Nancy B. Brewer Copy Share Image
“His impulsive buss had been as beautiful as a first kiss to a child. And, she felt, as important.” — Sarah Winter Copy Share Image
“As I smiled and followed him to where he had set up watch, I couldn't help thinking that this boy - this helpful, friendly,… — Julie Kagawa Copy Share Image
“As the bus pulled away, the various boys popped back inside it, windows closing after them. All but Kellan. He stayed propped out his… — S.C. Stephens Copy Share Image
“Allan looked at the bus and then at the suitcase, then again at the bus and then again at the suitcase. It has wheels,… — Jonas Jonasson Copy Share Image
“At all events, when I look back upon the boy I was, I see the beginnings of a real person who fades little by… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The boys didn’t say a word. They stared at their mother, through to the back of her eyes, looking for her, but unable to… — Holliday Vann Copy Share Image
“You think you know how you'll react to anything and then a boy shows up and kisses you, and some of that just vanishes.” — Amy Spalding Copy Share Image
“Imagine, little one. A kind and gentle man waving to me, almost as if he had been waiting for me to arrive.” — Mette Jakobsen Copy Share Image
“Her eyes travel down to where he's gripping the handle of her suitcase. "What're you doing?" she asks, blinking at him. "You looked like… — Jennifer E. Smith 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