Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.— Cormac McCarthy
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The point is there ain't no point.
You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.
He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activites in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.
I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.
Ive seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away.
The things I believed in dont exist any more.
It's foolish to pretend that they do. Western Civilization finally went up in smoke in the chimneys at Dachau but I was too infatuated to see it. I see it now.
There is no forgiveness. For women. A man may lose his honor and regain it again. But a woman cannot. She cannot.
Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.
You give up the world line by line. Stoically. And then one day you realize that your courage is farcical. It doesn't mean anything. You've become an accomplice in your own annihilation and there is nothing you can do about it. Everything you do closes a door somewhere ahead of you. And finally there is only one door left.
Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.
The man smiled at him a sly smile. As if they knew a secret between them, these two. Something of age and youth and their claims and the justice of those claims. And of their claims upon them. The world past, the world to come. Their common transciencies. Above all a knowing deep in the bone that beauty and loss are one.
Ever dumb thing I ever done in my life there was a decision I made before that got me into it. It was never the dumb thing. It was always some choice I'd made before it.
The wrath of God lies sleeping. It was hid a million years before men were and only men have the power to wake it.
in dreams it is often the case that the greatest extravagances seem bereft of their power to astonish and the most improbable chimeras seem commonplace.
I tried to put things in perspective but sometimes you're just too close to it.
Our enemies ... seem always with us. The greater our hatred the more persistent the memory of them so that a truly terrible enemy becomes deathless. So that the man who has done you great injury or injustice makes himself a guest in your house forever. Perhaps only forgiveness can dislodge him.
If there's one thing on this planet you don't look like it's a bunch of good luck walkin around.
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.
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
It was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily.
Scared money can’t win and a worried man can’t love.
There is no God and we are his prophets.
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 soon not of. I know it. There's hard lessons in this world. What's the hardest? I dont know. Maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They aint comin back. Yessir.
There is no greater monster than reason.
I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am.
Only now is the child finally divested of all that he has been.
His origins are become remote as is his destiny and not again in all the world's turning will there be terrains so wild and barbarous to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay.
The way of the world is to bloom and to flower and die but in the affairs of men there is no waning and the noon of his expression signals the onset of night. His spirit is exhausted at the peak of its achievement. His meridian is at once his darkening and the evening of his day.
Long before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it is always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals come easily.
There is a moon shaped rictus in the streetlamp's globe where a stone has gone and from this aperture there drifts down through the constant helix of aspiring insects a faint and steady rain of the same forms burnt and lifeless.
He said that those who have endured some misfortune will always be set apart but that it is just that misfortune which is their gift and which is their strength.
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.
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.
He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.
What he loved in horses was what he loved in men, the blood and the heat of the blood that ran them. All his reverence and all his fondness and all the leanings of his life were for the ardenhearted and they would always be so and never be otherwise. (All the Pretty Horses)
A goodlookin horse is like a goodlookin woman, he said.
They're always more trouble than what they're worth. What a man needs is just one that will get the job done.
Our waking life's desire to shape the world to our convenience invites all manner of paradox and difficulty.
He saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led to nowhere at all. He felt something cold and soulless enter him like another being and he imagined that it smiled malignly and he had no reason to believe that it would ever leave.
Choose your enemies carefully 'cause they will define you Make them interesting 'cause in some ways they will mind you They're not there in the beginning but when your story ends Gonna last with you longer than your friend
In the spring or warmer weather when the snow thaws in the woods the tracks of winter reappear on slender pedestals and the snow reveals in palimpsest old buried wanderings, struggles, scenes of death. Tales of winter brought to light again like time turned back upon itself.
In history there are no control groups.
There is no one to tell us what might have been. We weep over the might have been, but there is no might have been. There never was.
He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret.
He thought that the world’s heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world’s pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.
It's not about knowing who you are. It's about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody's. You dont start over. That's what it's about. Every step you take is forever. You can't make it go away. None of it.
It is supposed to true that those who do not know history are condemned to repeat it. I don't believe knowing can save us. What is constant in history is greed and foolishness and love of blood.
By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.
The nights were blinding cold and casket black and the long reach of the morning had a terrible silence to it.
Even if what you're working on doesn't go anywhere, it will help you with the next thing you're doing. Make yourself available for something to happen. Give it a shot.
Looking over the country with those sunken eyes as if the world out there had been altered or made suspect by what he'd seen of it elsewhere. As if he might never see it right again. Or worse did see it right at last. See it as it had always been, would forever be.
She was gone and the coldness of it was her final gift.
The things that I loved were very frail.
Very fragile. I didn't know that. I thought they were indestructible. They weren't.