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He is where he is supposed to be. And yet the place he has found is also of his own choosing. That is a piece of luck not to be despised. By Cormac Mccarthy

Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him. By Cormac Mccarthy

He thought that in the history of the world it might even be that there was more punishment than crime but he took small comfort from it. By Cormac Mccarthy

Where'd you get that pistol?At the gettin place By Cormac Mccarthy

They came upon themselves in a mirror and he almost raised the pistol. It's us, Papa, the boy whispered. It's us. By Cormac Mccarthy

Here beyond men's judgments all covenants were brittle. By Cormac Mccarthy

We none of us knew him to speak [Dutch]. Asked him where he'd learned it you know what he said?What did he say.Said off a Dutchman. By Cormac Mccarthy

They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey. By Cormac Mccarthy

They were watching, out there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea. By Cormac Mccarthy

He believed in God even if he was doubtful of men's claims to know God's mind. But that a God unable to forgive was no God at all. By Cormac Mccarthy

On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world. By Cormac Mccarthy

The razorous shoulder blades sawing under the pale skin. By Cormac Mccarthy

What would you do if I died?If you died I would want to die too.So you could be with me?Yes. So I could be with you.Okay. By Cormac Mccarthy

Just take me with you. Please.I cant.Please, Papa.I cant. I cant hold my son dead in my arms. I thought I could but I cant. By Cormac Mccarthy

He looked into those blue eyes like a man seeking some vision of the increate future of the universe. By Cormac Mccarthy

I tried to put things in perspective but sometimes you're just too close to it. By Cormac Mccarthy

The rain falls upon the just And also on the unjust fellas But mostly it falls upon the just Cause the unjust have the just's umbrellas By Cormac Mccarthy

He sounded like a man with a mouthful of marbles, articulating his goatbone underjaw laboriously, the original one having been shot away. By Cormac Mccarthy

His head was pounding and his vision skewed in some way and he was vaguely amazed at being alive and not sure that it was worth it. By Cormac Mccarthy

Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. By Cormac Mccarthy

I guess if everybody went crazy together nobody would notice. By Cormac Mccarthy

People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn't believe in that. Tomorrow wasn't getting ready for them. It didn't even know they were there. By Cormac Mccarthy

Did you learn to whisper in a sawmill? By Cormac Mccarthy

Men say they only learn this but he said that no creature can learn that which his heart has no shape to hold. By Cormac Mccarthy

You never know when you'll be in need of them you've despised, By Cormac Mccarthy

If I dont go will you go anyways?John Grady sat up and put his hat on. I'm already gone, he said. By Cormac Mccarthy

A man is always right to pursue the thing he loves.No matter even if it kills him?I think so. Yes. No matter what. By Cormac Mccarthy

Are you no afraid of God? I got no reason to be afraid of God. I've even got a bone or two to pick with Him. You By Cormac Mccarthy

I ain't got an original thought in my head. If it ain't got the scent of divinity to it, I ain't interested in it By Cormac Mccarthy

Probably I dont believe in a lot of things that I used to believe in but that doesnt mean I dont believe in anything. By Cormac Mccarthy

If I didnt have her I dont know what I would have. Well, yes I do. You wouldnt need a box to put it in, neither. By Cormac Mccarthy

Almighty God, if it aint too far out of the way of things in your eternal plan do you reckon we could have a little rain down here. By Cormac Mccarthy

You can find meanness in the least of creatures, but when God made man the Devil was at his elbow By Cormac Mccarthy

This was the perfect day of his childhood. This the day to shape the days upon. By Cormac Mccarthy

Each memory recalled must do some violence to its origins. By Cormac Mccarthy

All patched up out of parts and lowslung and bumping over the ruts. Filled with old lanky country boys with long cocks and big feet. By Cormac Mccarthy

The wind sounded of Mother Earth's forsaken and abandoned cries. By Cormac Mccarthy

He had a tattoo of a bird on his neck done by someone with an ill-formed notion of their appearance. By Cormac Mccarthy

My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That's heaven. That's gold and anything else is just a waste of time. By Cormac Mccarthy

For the most part they were dead by rumor. A yellowed scrap of newsprint. A letter. A telegram. By Cormac Mccarthy

Any time you're throwin dirt you're losin ground. By Cormac Mccarthy

It's a life's work to see yourself for what you really are and even then you might be wrong. And that is something I don't want to be wrong about. By Cormac Mccarthy

Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland. By Cormac Mccarthy

You wont man that son of a bitch, said Brown. I can man anything that eats. Get me a piece of jerky. By Cormac Mccarthy

The voice of the Almighty speaks most profoundly in such things as lives in silence themselves. By Cormac Mccarthy

Son, not everbody thinks that life on a cattle ranch in west Texas is the second best thing to dyin and goin to heaven. By Cormac Mccarthy

And I said no ma'am I just aim to quit. I ain't ahead by a damn sight. I never will be. By Cormac Mccarthy

She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time. By Cormac Mccarthy

The cap was gone and the man dropped to his elbows to smell the pipe but the odor of gas was only a rumor, faint and stale. By Cormac Mccarthy

If there's one thing on this planet you don't look like it's a bunch of good luck walkin around. By Cormac Mccarthy

Remember her hair in the morning before it was pinned, black, rampant, savage with loveliness. As if she slept in perpetual storm. By Cormac Mccarthy

God it set them yappin on the slope like dogs and he turns to us, the judge, with that smile of his, and he says: Gentlemen. That was all he said. By Cormac Mccarthy

Glass flowers exploding. Slow trail of colors down the sky like stains dispersing in the sea, candescent polyps extinguished in the depths. By Cormac Mccarthy

There's a kind of man that when he cant have what he wants he wont take the next best thing but the worst he can find. By Cormac Mccarthy

My daddy used to tell me not to chew on something that was eatin you. By Cormac Mccarthy

One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you. By Cormac Mccarthy

If only my heart were stone. By Cormac Mccarthy

The hundred nights they'd sat up arguing the pros and cons of self destruction with the earnestness of philosophers chained to a madhouse wall By Cormac Mccarthy

The trouble with a liar is he can't remember what he said. By Cormac Mccarthy

What could a child know of the darkness of God's plan? Or how flesh is so frail it is hardly more than a dream By Cormac Mccarthy

Uneasy sleeper you will live to see the city of your birth pulled down to the last stone. By Cormac Mccarthy

I've no sympathy with people to whom things happen. It may be that their luck is bad, but is that to count in their favor? I By Cormac Mccarthy

They went on in the perfect blackness, sightless as the blind. By Cormac Mccarthy

The faint light all about, quivering and sourceless, refracted in the rain of drifting soot. By Cormac Mccarthy

I guess you ought to be careful about cussin the dead. I would say at the least there probably ain't no luck in it. By Cormac Mccarthy

Gray vines coiled leftward in this northern hemisphere, what winds them shapes the dogwhelk's shell. Weeds sprouted from cinder and brick. By Cormac Mccarthy

There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot. By Cormac Mccarthy

What do you say to a man that by his own admission has now soul? Why would you say anything? By Cormac Mccarthy

But I didn't know what to say to him. What do you say to a man that by his own admission has no soul? Why would you say anything? By Cormac Mccarthy

I felt early on I wasn't going to be a respectable citizen. By Cormac Mccarthy

They'd put an awning up over the gravesite but the weather was all sideways and it did no good. By Cormac Mccarthy

I dont think you havin a bad day, Professor. I think you havin a bad life. By Cormac Mccarthy

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from. By Cormac Mccarthy

Where man can't live gods fare no better. You'll see. It's better to be alone. By Cormac Mccarthy

The hardest lesson in the world:Maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They aint comin back. By Cormac Mccarthy

Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden. By Cormac Mccarthy

I got what I needed instead of what I wanted and that's just about the best kind of luck you can have. By Cormac Mccarthy

Men believe the cure for war is war as the curandero prescribes the serpent's flesh for its bite. By Cormac Mccarthy

It starts when you begin to overlook good manners. Any time you quit hearing Sir and Mam the end is pretty much in sight ... By Cormac Mccarthy

Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die. By Cormac Mccarthy

Men are born for games. Nothing else. Every child knows that play is nobler than work. He By Cormac Mccarthy

Somewhere in the world is the most invincible man. Just as somewhere is the most vulnerable. By Cormac Mccarthy

God made this world, but he didn't make it to suit everybody, did he? By Cormac Mccarthy

The spotlight kept rowing back and forth across the face of the ridge. Methodically. Bright shuttle, dark loom. By Cormac Mccarthy

Scared money can't win and a worried man can't love. By Cormac Mccarthy

You fix what you can fix and you let the rest go. If there ain't nothin to be done about it it aint even a problem. It's just a aggravation. By Cormac Mccarthy

The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow. By Cormac Mccarthy

In the draws the smoke coming off the ground like mist and the thin black trees burning on the slopes like heathen candles. By Cormac Mccarthy

Can't stop what's coming. Ain't no waiting on you. That's vanity. By Cormac Mccarthy

The arc of circling bodies is determined by the length of their tether, said the judge. Moons,coins,men. By Cormac Mccarthy

Life is a memory, then it is nothing. All law is writ in a seed. By Cormac Mccarthy

All law is writ in a seed. By Cormac Mccarthy

We're like the Comanches was two hundred years ago. We don't know what's goin to show up here come daylight. We don't even know what color they'll be. By Cormac Mccarthy

He tried to read her heart in her handclasp but he knew nothing. By Cormac Mccarthy

Your old man called me. He wanted you to call home.People in hell want ice water. By Cormac Mccarthy

In a world darksome as this'n I believe a blind man ort to be better sighted than most. By Cormac Mccarthy

The faintly lit hatchway lay in the dark of the yard like a grave yawning at judgement day in some old apocalyptic painting. By Cormac Mccarthy

Goodness will find the little boy. It always has. It will again. By Cormac Mccarthy

It's like a lot of things, said the smith. Do the least part of it wrong and ye'd just as well to do it all wrong. By Cormac Mccarthy

Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave. By Cormac Mccarthy

There was nothin to set a man's mind at ease like wakin up in the morning and not havin to decide who you were. By Cormac Mccarthy

The things that I loved were very frail. Very fragile. I didn't know that. I thought they were indestructible. They weren't. By Cormac Mccarthy

We'll just take it one step at a time.Okay.Don't let go.Okay.No matter what.No matter what. By Cormac Mccarthy

Boyd aint goin nowhere. If I am he is. Boyd's a juvenile. They aint goin to turn him over to you. Hell. You're a juvenile yourself. I aint askin. By Cormac Mccarthy

From all old seamy throats of elders, musty books, I've salvaged not a word. By Cormac Mccarthy

One pounding coffeebeans in a buckskin with a rock while the others stared into the fire with eyes as black as gunbores. By Cormac Mccarthy

Do you think I lie to you?No.But you think I might lie to you about dying.Yes.Okay. I might. But we're not dying.Okay. By Cormac Mccarthy

My daddy once told me that some of the most miserable people he ever knew were the ones that finally got what they'd always wanted. By Cormac Mccarthy

like most men skilled at their work they were scornful of any least suggestion of knowing anything not learned at first hand. By Cormac Mccarthy

He can give me what you cannot. Death is not a lover. Oh yes, he is. By Cormac Mccarthy

I got no use for a man piss backwards on his friends. By Cormac Mccarthy

All through the long dusk By Cormac Mccarthy

Well, I guess in all honesty I would have to say that I never knew nor did I ever hear of anybody that money didnt change. By Cormac Mccarthy

And he no longer cared to tell which were things done and which dreamt. By Cormac Mccarthy

A rich smell of woodsmoke hung over the road. By Cormac Mccarthy

Not all dying words are true and this blessing is no less real for being shorn of its ground. By Cormac Mccarthy

What he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return. By Cormac Mccarthy

His mind was betraying him. Phantoms not heard from in a thousand years rousing slowly from their sleep. By Cormac Mccarthy

In the nights sometimes now he'd wake in the back and freezing waste out of softly colored worlds of human love, the songs of birds, the sun. By Cormac Mccarthy

To make the world. To make it again and again. To make it in the very maelstrom of its undoing. By Cormac Mccarthy

You either stick or you quit. And I wouldnt quit you I dont care what you done. By Cormac Mccarthy

They say that women dream of danger to those in their care and men of danger to themselves. But I dont dream at all. By Cormac Mccarthy

The passing of armies and the passing of sands in the desert are one. By Cormac Mccarthy

Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupation of men engaged in rash undertakings. By Cormac Mccarthy

Ever step you take is forever. By Cormac Mccarthy

When one has nothing left make ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them. By Cormac Mccarthy

When your dreams are of some world that never was or of some world that never will be, and you are happy again, then you will have given up. By Cormac Mccarthy

There is no God and we are his prophets. By Cormac Mccarthy

From thinking about your sweet face between my legs. By Cormac Mccarthy

He'd half meant to speak but those eyes had altered the world forever in the space of a heartbeat. By Cormac Mccarthy

Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it. At By Cormac Mccarthy

Okay. This is what the good guys do. They keep trying. They dont give up. Okay. By Cormac Mccarthy

A malign star kept him. By Cormac Mccarthy

That the boy was all that stood between him and death. By Cormac Mccarthy

A dream inside a dream might not be a dream. By Cormac Mccarthy

How can you believe in heaven if you don't believe in hell? By Cormac Mccarthy

What joins men together ... is not the sharing of bread but the sharing of enemies. By Cormac Mccarthy

It's the tide. It's the dismal tide. It's not the one thing. By Cormac Mccarthy

Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not"-Judge Holden By Cormac Mccarthy

Toadvine was four steps above him and when he kicked him he caught him in the throat. By Cormac Mccarthy

Suppose you were the last one left? Suppose you did that to yourself? By Cormac Mccarthy

Stark gray world appeared again and again out of the night in the shrouded flare of the lightning. By Cormac Mccarthy

Even a nonbeliever might find it useful to model himself after God. Very useful, in fact. By Cormac Mccarthy

This country will kill you in a heartbeat and still people love it. By Cormac Mccarthy

They struggled forever in the roads cold coagulate. By Cormac Mccarthy

Life is brief and to have to spend every day of it doing what somebody else wants you to do is not the way to live it. By Cormac Mccarthy

One thing about me, when I'm wrong I'll admit it. Well. That's a good trait to have. By Cormac Mccarthy

I dont know how it would of turned out if I hadnt worried. By Cormac Mccarthy

This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job. By Cormac Mccarthy

The extinction of all reality is a concept no resignation can encompass. Until annihilation comes. And all grand ideas are seen for what they are. By Cormac Mccarthy

The sacred idiom shorn of its referents and so of its reality. By Cormac Mccarthy

Do you have any notion of how goddamned crazy you are? By Cormac Mccarthy

It is always one's stance upon uncertain ground that invites the attentions of one's enemies. Or discourages it. By Cormac Mccarthy

You always pay too much. Particularly for promises. There aint no such thing as a bargain promise. By Cormac Mccarthy

He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke. By Cormac Mccarthy

Commend him gently, whom the wrath he suckled at his heart has wasted more than years. By Cormac Mccarthy

You say you can't? Then don't do it. That's all. By Cormac Mccarthy

He said if he is not the word of God God never spoke (4) By Cormac Mccarthy

I know your kind, he said. What's wrong with you is wrong all the way through you. By Cormac Mccarthy

People think they know what they want but they generally don't. Sometimes if they're lucky they'll get it anyways. By Cormac Mccarthy

I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am. By Cormac Mccarthy

whoever approaches his goal dances By Cormac Mccarthy

What you put in your head is there forever. By Cormac Mccarthy

Each man is the bard of his own existence. This is how he is joined to the world. By Cormac Mccarthy

You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget. By Cormac Mccarthy

I will do what I promised." He whispered. "No matter what. I will not send you into the darkness alone. By Cormac Mccarthy

Acts have their being in the witness. Without him who can speak of it? In the end one could even say that the act is nothing, the witness all. By Cormac Mccarthy

Fear of an enemy can often blind men to other hazards, not least the shape which they themselves make in the world. By Cormac Mccarthy

The core of literature is the idea of tragedy ... You don't really learn much from the good things that happen to you. By Cormac Mccarthy

How does a man decide in what order to abandon his life? By Cormac Mccarthy

The world was new each day for God so made it daily. Yet it contained within it all the evils as before, no more, no less. The By Cormac Mccarthy

If you dont respect me what must you think of yourself? By Cormac Mccarthy

Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real. By Cormac Mccarthy

Don't fear Death. Its only gonna help you die faster,its not gonna help you live. By Cormac Mccarthy

Don't take in no strangers while I'm gone.She sighed deeply. They ain't a soul in this world but what is a stranger to me, she said. By Cormac Mccarthy

Who builds in stone seeks to alter the structure of the universe. By Cormac Mccarthy

If there is an occupational hazard to writing, it's drinking. By Cormac Mccarthy

I was afraid I was going to die and then I was afraid I wasnt. By Cormac Mccarthy

When the shooting starts would you rather be armed or legal? By Cormac Mccarthy

There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto. By Cormac Mccarthy

If a man's at odds to know his own mind it's because he hasn't got aught but his mind to know it with. By Cormac Mccarthy

Life is being in bed with you. Everything else is just waiting. By Cormac Mccarthy

Black: I see a different truth. Settin right across the table from me.White: Which is?Black: That you must love your brother or die. By Cormac Mccarthy

Poets shouldn't vote. By Cormac Mccarthy

There's too much shit still down the road that I got to deal with. It aint goin to end here. By Cormac Mccarthy

In every trade save war men of talent and vigor prosper. In war they die. By Cormac Mccarthy

Our waking life's desire to shape the world to our convenience invites all manner of paradox and difficulty. By Cormac Mccarthy

It takes very little to govern good people. Very little. And bad people cant be governed at all. Or if they could I never heard of it. By Cormac Mccarthy

Sparse on the mesa the dry weeds lashed in the wind like the earth's long echo of lance and spear in old encounters forever unrecorded. By Cormac Mccarthy

He walked out on the beach to the edge of the light and stood with his clenched fists on top of his skull and fell to his knees sobbing in rage. By Cormac Mccarthy

If we do not know ourselves in the waking world, what chance in dreams? By Cormac Mccarthy

I dont know what happens to country. By Cormac Mccarthy

Last words are only words. By Cormac Mccarthy

The man could hear him playing. A formless music for the age to come. Or perhaps the last music on earth called up from out of the ashes of its ruin. By Cormac Mccarthy

It may be that the life I desire for her no longer even exists, yet I know what she does not. That there is nothing to lose. By Cormac Mccarthy

I'd rather to make a good run as a bad stand. By Cormac Mccarthy

When the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be their yet. By Cormac Mccarthy

I aint drinkin after no mule, said the hermit. Have you not got no old bucket nor nothin? By Cormac Mccarthy

Anything that doesn't take years of your life and drive you to suicide hardly seems worth doing. By Cormac Mccarthy

Men of God and men of war have strange affinities. By Cormac Mccarthy

Word gets around when the circus comes to town, don't it? By Cormac Mccarthy

Black boots, said Rawlins. Aint that the shits? I always wanted to be a badman. By Cormac Mccarthy

He did not know how hawks mated but he knew that all things fought. By Cormac Mccarthy

To know what will come is the same as to make it so. By Cormac Mccarthy

He said the right dreams for a man in peril were dreams of peril and all else was the call of languor and death By Cormac Mccarthy

In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. By Cormac Mccarthy

God speaks in the least of creatures. By Cormac Mccarthy

Usually, you don't know where a book comes from ... it's just there, some kind of an itch that you can't quite scratch. By Cormac Mccarthy

Now come days of begging, days of theft. Days of riding where there rode no soul save he. By Cormac Mccarthy

I was a soldier. It is like a dream. When even the bones is gone in the desert the dreams is talk to you, you don't wake up forever. By Cormac Mccarthy

Doomed enterprises divide lives forever into the then and now By Cormac Mccarthy

His dreams brightened. The vanished world returned. By Cormac Mccarthy

Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new. By Cormac Mccarthy

They camped that night on the foreplain at the foot of a talus slope and the murder that had been reckoned upon took place. By Cormac Mccarthy

In the grueling light that passed for day... By Cormac Mccarthy

Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie. By Cormac Mccarthy

Words are things. The words he is in possession of he cannot be deprived of. Their authority transcends his ignorance of their meaning. By Cormac Mccarthy

He couldn't remember where he was. The thought made him smile By Cormac Mccarthy

I'm double bred for death by fire. By Cormac Mccarthy

You're a formidable riddler and I'll not match words with ye By Cormac Mccarthy

The point is there ain't no point. By Cormac Mccarthy

Where in this pukehole can a man get a drink? he said By Cormac Mccarthy

That god lives in silence who has scoured the following land with salt and ash. By Cormac Mccarthy

In dreams we stand in this great democracy of the possible and there we are right pilgrims indeed. There we go forth to meet what we shall meet. By Cormac Mccarthy

Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one than what had gone before. By Cormac Mccarthy

Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else. By Cormac Mccarthy

Well, I'll tell ye, they ain't no more heroes. The By Cormac Mccarthy

Dying ain't in people's plans, is it? By Cormac Mccarthy

Even the damned in hell have the community of their suffering. By Cormac Mccarthy

Ten thousand dreams ensepulchred within their crozzled hearts. By Cormac Mccarthy

You dont want to be the youngest. I can tell you right now. There aint no percentage in it. They By Cormac Mccarthy

He walked to the top of a rise and crouched and watched the day accrue. The chary dawn, the cold illucid world. By Cormac Mccarthy

She looks like her face caught fire and they beat it out with a rake By Cormac Mccarthy

I believe that we are arks of the covenant and our true nature is not rage or deceit or terror or logic or craft or even sorrow. It is longing. By Cormac Mccarthy

Ultimo hombre. Last man standing, must've been one. Where'd he go? By Cormac Mccarthy

They passed, leaving a trail of foxfire shuffled up out of the wet leaves like stars plowed in a ship's wake. By Cormac Mccarthy

There's a difference between quittin and knowin when you're beat. By Cormac Mccarthy

watching the flames twist in the wind. By Cormac Mccarthy

Tolling in the silence the minutes of the earth and the hours and the days of it and the years without cease. By Cormac Mccarthy

Hard weather, says the old man. So let it be. Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will wash rain like the stones. By Cormac Mccarthy

Wrinkle not thy sable brow at me, my friend. All will be known to you at last. To you as to every man. By Cormac Mccarthy

The freedom of birds is an insult to me. By Cormac Mccarthy

This is what Great Art does. It becomes more real than the real, more true than the truth. By Cormac Mccarthy

Ever step you take is forever. You cant make it go away. None of it. You understand what I'm sayin? By Cormac Mccarthy

It is not my experience that life's difficulties make people more charitable. By Cormac Mccarthy

If trouble comes when you least expect it then maybe the thing to do is to always expect it. By Cormac Mccarthy

The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. By Cormac Mccarthy

Jabbo and Bungalow came in out of the weather in a bathless reek of cold wool and splo whiskey. By Cormac Mccarthy

Sometimes faith might just be a case of not havin nothin else left. By Cormac Mccarthy

Query: How does the never to be differ from what never was? By Cormac Mccarthy

This country was filled with violent children orphaned by war. By Cormac Mccarthy

White pussy is nothin but trouble. By Cormac Mccarthy

I know all the people I want to know. By Cormac Mccarthy

He spoke into a blackness without depth or dimension. By Cormac Mccarthy

I don't think goodness is something that you learn. If you're left adrift in the world to learn goodness from it, you would be in trouble. By Cormac Mccarthy

You don't know shit from apple butter. By Cormac Mccarthy

If I'm not here you can still talk to me. You can talk to me and I'll talk to you. You'll see. By Cormac Mccarthy

You got good eyes, she said. Yes mam, he said. I always did. Well I guess so, she said. You dont normally start out with bad ones and they get better. By Cormac Mccarthy

A man leaves much when he leaves his own country. By Cormac Mccarthy

Bears that dance, bears that don't. By Cormac Mccarthy

Buddy when he come back from up in the panhandle told me one time it quit blowin up there and all the chickens fell over. By Cormac Mccarthy

Chigurh shot him in the face. Everything that Wells had ever known or thought or loved drained slowly down the wall behind him By Cormac Mccarthy

He looked like he was studying something small in the grass. By Cormac Mccarthy

Those who travel desert places do indeed meet with creatures surpassing all description. By Cormac Mccarthy

To see God everywhere is to see Him nowhere. By Cormac Mccarthy

Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery. By Cormac Mccarthy

That all courage was a form of constancy. That it was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily. I By Cormac Mccarthy

Each the others world entire. By Cormac Mccarthy

Life is a memory, and then it is nothing. By Cormac Mccarthy

Who is it? said the boy.I dont know. Who is anybody? By Cormac Mccarthy

I look for the words, Professor. I look for the words because I believe that the words is the way to your heart. By Cormac Mccarthy

The ugly fact is books are made out of books, the novel depends for its life on the novels that have been written. By Cormac Mccarthy

Look around you, he said. There is no prophet in the earth's long chronicle who's not honored here today. Whatever form you spoke of you were right. By Cormac Mccarthy

You have to carry the fire. By Cormac Mccarthy

The shape of the city stood in the grayness like a charcoal drawing sketched across the waste. By Cormac Mccarthy

Evolution cannot avoid bringing intelligent life ultimately to an awareness of one thing above all else and that one thing is futility. By Cormac Mccarthy

Do you think horses understand what people say? I aint sure most people do. By Cormac Mccarthy

You think you can believe in heaven if you dont believe in hell? I guess you can believe what you want to. Rawlins By Cormac Mccarthy

Old woods and deep. At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned and these were like them. By Cormac Mccarthy

I don't mean to upset you, but reflective men often find themselves at a certain remove from the realities of life. By Cormac Mccarthy

Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting. By Cormac Mccarthy

There were few nights lying in the dark that he did not envy the dead. By Cormac Mccarthy

The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not. By Cormac Mccarthy

Call it, friend-O" (No Country For Old Men) By Cormac Mccarthy

in that cold autistic dark. By Cormac Mccarthy

They slept huddled together in the rank quilts in the dark and the cold. He held the boy close to him. So thin. My heart, he said. My heart. By Cormac Mccarthy

I got no reason to be afraid of God. I've even got a bone or two to pick with Him. By Cormac Mccarthy

Pain for the old was no longer a surprise. By Cormac Mccarthy

At one time in the world there were woods that no one owned By Cormac Mccarthy

Finally he said that among men there was no such communion as among horses and the notion that men can be understood at all was probably an illusion. By Cormac Mccarthy

No one spoke. There was none to curse and none to pray, we just watched. By Cormac Mccarthy

He said that journeys involving the company of the dead were notorious for their difficulty but that in truth every journey was so accompanied. By Cormac Mccarthy

But nothing is crueler than a coward, and the slaughter to come is probably beyond our imagining. By Cormac Mccarthy

The child would ask him questions about the world that for him was not even a memory. He thought hard how to answer. There is no past. By Cormac Mccarthy

He'd bivouacked on the north side of the town By Cormac Mccarthy

The moon was already a quarter ways up. All but day bright. He felt like something in a jar. By Cormac Mccarthy

I got here the same way the coin did. By Cormac Mccarthy

You have my whole heart. You always did. By Cormac Mccarthy

When you die it's the same as if everybody else did too. By Cormac Mccarthy

He turned and looked at the boy. Standing with his suitcase like an orphan waiting for a bus. By Cormac Mccarthy

I knew that courage came with less struggle for some than for others but I believed that anyone who desired it could have it. By Cormac Mccarthy

You go back home and everything you wished was different is still the same and everything you wished was the same is different. By Cormac Mccarthy

The crimes of the moonlight melonmounter followed him as crimes will. By Cormac Mccarthy

Ever's a long time. By Cormac Mccarthy

What business is it of yours where I'm from, friendo? By Cormac Mccarthy

But there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse By Cormac Mccarthy

For things at a common destination there is a common path. Not always easy to see. But there. By Cormac Mccarthy

His subtle obsession with uniqueness troubled all his dreams. By Cormac Mccarthy

If we were going to die would you tell me?I dont know. We're not going to die. By Cormac Mccarthy

Wrap me in the weathers of the earth, I will be hard and hard. My face will turn rain like the stones. By Cormac Mccarthy

Sometimes you have a little problem and you dont fix it and then all of a sudden it aint a littleproblem anymore. By Cormac Mccarthy

Ever is a long time. By Cormac Mccarthy

You can be patriotic and still believe that some things cost more than what they're worth. Ask By Cormac Mccarthy

He thought perhaps if he dreamt of him enough he'd go away forever and be dead among his kind By Cormac Mccarthy

If he is not the word of God, then God never spoke. By Cormac Mccarthy

She smiled. I think it's just the snow. I think it makes people stop and think.Bell nodded. I hope it comes a blizzard then. By Cormac Mccarthy

Dwindling slowly on the road behind him like some storybook peddler from an antique time, dark and bent and spider thin and soon to vanish forever. By Cormac Mccarthy

They is four things that can destroy the earth, he said. Women, whiskey, money, and niggers. By Cormac Mccarthy

There are other good guys. You said so. Yes.So where are they? They're hiding. Who are they hiding from? From each other. By Cormac Mccarthy

The societies to which I have been exposed seemed to me largely machines for the suppression of women. By Cormac Mccarthy

If you break little promises, you'll break big ones. By Cormac Mccarthy

In the dark glass where the road poured down their cigarettes rose and fell like distant semaphores above the soft green dawn of the dashlights. By Cormac Mccarthy

It would take a hell of a wife to beat no wife at all. By Cormac Mccarthy

There is no later. This is later. By Cormac Mccarthy

All his early dreams were the same. Something was afraid and he had come to comfort it. By Cormac Mccarthy

There ain't no law in Mexico. It's just a pack of rogues. By Cormac Mccarthy

The martyr who longs for the flames can be no right candidate for them. By Cormac Mccarthy

If people knew the story of their lives, how many would then elect to live them? By Cormac Mccarthy

It's a mess, aint it Sheriff?If it aint it'll do till a mess gets here. By Cormac Mccarthy

They say death comes like a thief in the night, where is he? I'll hug his neck. By Cormac Mccarthy

I was a Mormon. Then I converted to the church. Then I became I dont know what. Then I became me. By Cormac Mccarthy

We could of brought weeners, she said. Yeah. Marshmallers. You wouldnt think a car would burn like that. By Cormac Mccarthy

The soul might be silent but the servant of the soul has always got a voice and it has got one for a reason. By Cormac Mccarthy

Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire. By Cormac Mccarthy

What's the bravest thing you ever did?He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said. By Cormac Mccarthy

The gifts of the Almighty are weighed and parceled out in a scale peculiar to himself. By Cormac Mccarthy

You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from. By Cormac Mccarthy

All progressions from a higher to a lower order are marked by ruins and mystery and a residue of nameless rage. By Cormac Mccarthy

Most people'll run from their own mother to get to hug death by the neck. They cant wait to see him. By Cormac Mccarthy

How these things end. In confusion and curses and blood. By Cormac Mccarthy

Other than a light beading of sweat on his forehead there was little evidence that his labors had cost him anything at all. By Cormac Mccarthy

Teaching writing is a hustle. By Cormac Mccarthy

Like some scurrilous king stripped of his vestiture and driven together with his fool into the wilderness to die. By Cormac Mccarthy

He may be dead; or he may be teaching English. By Cormac Mccarthy

Meanin I guess that he seen somebody in a place low enough to where he ought to be ready to take a pretty big step. By Cormac Mccarthy

War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. By Cormac Mccarthy

They sell that shit to schoolkids. It's worse than that. How's that? Schoolkids buy it. By Cormac Mccarthy

There ain't but one life worth livin and I was born to it. By Cormac Mccarthy

People don't pay attention. And then one day there's an accounting. And after that, nothing is the same. By Cormac Mccarthy

You are either born a writer or you are not. By Cormac Mccarthy

This night, thy soul may be required of thee. By Cormac Mccarthy

This is a thirsty country. By Cormac Mccarthy

In truth they did not look like men who might have whiskey they hadnt drunk. By Cormac Mccarthy

guess he said cattle could tell the difference between a flight of geese and a cat on fire. Maybe By Cormac Mccarthy

The snow whispered down in the stillness and the sparks rose and dimmed and died in the eternal blackness. By Cormac Mccarthy

Nothin wounded goes uphill, he said. It just dont happen. By Cormac Mccarthy

Where men can't live gods fare no better. By Cormac Mccarthy

The judge like a great ponderous djinn stepped through the fire and the flames delivered him up as if he were in some way native to their element. By Cormac Mccarthy

The carrion birds sat about the topmost corners of the houses with their wings outstretched in attitudes of exhortation like dark little bishops. By Cormac Mccarthy

What is true of one man, said the judge, is true of many. By Cormac Mccarthy

I think sometimes people would rather have a bad answer about things than no answer at all. By Cormac Mccarthy

By the time I was sixteen I had read many books and I had become a freethinker. By Cormac Mccarthy

Things happen to you they happen. They dont ask first. They dont require your permission. By Cormac Mccarthy

The nights were blinding cold and casket black and the long reach of the morning had a terrible silence to it. By Cormac Mccarthy

We're carrying the fire. By Cormac Mccarthy

Beware, gentle knight. There is no greater monster than reason. By Cormac Mccarthy

It just bothered me that you might think I'm somethin special. I aint. By Cormac Mccarthy

When the lambs is lost in the mountain, he said. They is cry. Sometime come the mother. Sometime the wolf. By Cormac Mccarthy

This is a dog. He is dead too. This By Cormac Mccarthy

Do you think God knows what's happenin?I expect he does.You think he can stop it?No. I dont. By Cormac Mccarthy

You aint ready for that. By Cormac Mccarthy

Where do we go when we die? he said. - I don't know, the man said. Where are we now? By Cormac Mccarthy

The boy's candlecolored skin was all but translucent. By Cormac Mccarthy

I don't see you holdin no aces. By Cormac Mccarthy

You might change your mind about what you hate to leave, he said. By Cormac Mccarthy

He in the limbo of the Christless righteous, I in a terrestrial hell. By Cormac Mccarthy

If war is not holy man is nothing but antic clay. By Cormac Mccarthy

Tell us where the world went. By Cormac Mccarthy

For even if you should have stood your ground, he said, yet what ground was it? By Cormac Mccarthy

What man is such a coward he would not rather fall once than remain forever tottering? By Cormac Mccarthy

If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule? By Cormac Mccarthy

The men poured gasoline on them and burned them alive, having no remedy for evil but only for the image of it as they conceived it to be. By Cormac Mccarthy

Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent. By Cormac Mccarthy

It is personal. That's what an education does. It makes the world personal. By Cormac Mccarthy

You can stay here with your papa and die or you can go with me ... You'll be all right. By Cormac Mccarthy

where all is known, no narrative is possible. By Cormac Mccarthy

The world to come must be composed of what is past. No other material is at hand. By Cormac Mccarthy

By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp. By Cormac Mccarthy

There aint no virtue in quittin what you aint able any longer to do in the first place. By Cormac Mccarthy

That he could not enkindle in the heart of the child what was ashes in his own. By Cormac Mccarthy

At our noblest we announce to the darkness that we will not be diminished by the brevity of our lives. By Cormac Mccarthy

Ive seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away. By Cormac Mccarthy

You keep runnin that mouth and I'm goin to take you back there and screw you. By Cormac Mccarthy

I have no enemies. I dont permit such a thing. By Cormac Mccarthy

But the old woman said that some have no choice. She said that for the poor any choice was a gift with two faces. By Cormac Mccarthy

Somebody has been fuckin my watermelons. By Cormac Mccarthy

In what direction did lost men veer? By Cormac Mccarthy

Ten thousand dreams ensepulchered within their crozzled hearts. By Cormac Mccarthy

She was gone and the coldness of it was her final gift. By Cormac Mccarthy

He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die. By Cormac Mccarthy

This is a terrible place to die in.Where's a good one? By Cormac Mccarthy

Ah me, thou Destiny, Giver of evil gifts. By Cormac Mccarthy

I don't know why I started writing. I don't know why anybody does it. Maybe they're bored, or failures at something else. By Cormac Mccarthy

The secret truth: in this world the mask is what is true. By Cormac Mccarthy