Quotes from Cormac McCarthy

Who can dream of God? This man did. In his dreams God was much occupied. Spoken to He did not answer. Called to did not hear. The man could see Him bent at his work. As if through a glass. Seated solely in the light of his own presence. Weaving the world. In his hands it flowed out of nothing and in his hands it vanished into nothing once again. Endlessly. Endlessly.

Pe-acest drum nu mai e nici un suflet de om de la care s? auzi vorba Domnului. S-au dus, iar eu am r?mas È™i ei au luat cu ei lumea. Întrebare: prin ce se deosebeÈ™te ce nu va fi niciodat? de ce nu a fost niciodat??

Only that man who has offered up himself entire to the blood of war, who has been to the floor of the pit and seen horror in the round and learned at least that it speaks to his inmost heart, only that man can dance.

Kafana koyduÄŸun ÅŸeylerin sonsuza kadar orada kald???n? hat?rla, yeter, dedi. Bunu düÅŸünmek isteyebilirsin. Baz? ÅŸeyleri unutursun ama, deÄŸil mi? Evet. Hat?rlamak istediÄŸini unutursun ve unutmak istediÄŸini de hat?rlars?n.

Journeyman priest or apprentice priest, said the judge. Men of god and men of war have strange affinities. I'll not secondsay you in your notions, said Tobin. Dont ask it. Ah Priest, said the judge. What could I ask of you that you've not already given?

Åžerif ba??n? iki yana sallad?. UyuÅŸturucu, dedi. UyuÅŸturucu. Bu boku okul çocuklar?na sat?yorlar. O kadarla kalsa gene iyi. Nas?l yani? Okul çocuklar? bu boku sat?n al?yor.

Quan els teus somnis siguin d'un món que no existirà mai i et tornis a sentir feliç, serà que t'has rendit.

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

And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you?

Tu credi che quando ti svegli la mattina quello che è successo ieri non conta. Invece è l'unica cosa che conta. La tua vita è fatta dei giorni che hai vissuto. Non c'è altro. Magari pensi di poter scappare via e cambiare nome o non so cosa, di ricominciare daccapo. E poi una mattina ti svegli, guardi il soffitto, e indovina chi è la persona sdraiata nel letto?

The next day on the far side of the mountain we encountered the two lads that had deserted us. Hangin upside down in a tree. They'd been skinned and I can tell ye it does very little for a man's appearance.

Nem todas as palavras prestes a morrer são portadoras da verdade e a bênção que proporcionam não é menos genuína por se ver privada dos seus fundamentos.

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

Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

He saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led nowhere at all.

It was the theory of the week. For about a year.

Are you real brave? Just medium. What's the bravest thing you ever did? He spat into the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.

You think people was meaner then than they are now? the deputy said. The old man was looking out at the flooded town. No, he said. I don't. I think people are the same from the day God first made one.

They went on. In the nights sometimes now he'd wake in the black and freezing waste out of softly colored worlds of human love, the songs of birds, the sun.

Are you okay? he said. The boy nodded. Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.

Here beyond men's judgements all covenants were brittle.

And if the dried and blackened shell of him is found among the sands by travelers to come yet who can discover the engine of his ruin?

Your ideas are terrifying and your hearts are faint. Your acts of pity and cruelty are absurd, committed with no calm, as if they were irresistible. Finally, you fear blood more and more. Blood and time. PAUL VALÉRY

If you pursue this road that you've embarked upon, you will eventually come to moral decisions that will take you completely by surprise