Quotes from Cormac McCarthy

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 ardenthearted and they would always be so and never be otherwise.

NERO- Menomale che dici così, professore. Perché non ci trovo niente da ridere manco io. E' solo che ogni minuto che passa mi meraviglio di più. Ma possibile che non ti vedi, zuccherino? Sei trasparente come il vetro. Vedo le rotelline che ti girano dentro la testa. Gli ingranaggi. E vedo anche la luce. Una luce buona. Una luce vera. Tu non la vedi?

He'd the notion that there would be something in the story itself to tell him about the way the world was or was becoming but there was not. There was nothing in it at all.

There was nothing along the road save the country it traversed and there was nothing in the country at all.

He wondered where the blind man was going and did he know how the road ended. Someone should tell a blind man before setting him out that way.

Ones convictions as to the nature of reality must also represent one's limitations as to the perception of it.

y en la democracia óptica de tales paisajes toda preferencia se vuelve caprichosa y hombre y roca terminan por asumir parentescos insospechados.

One of the things I realized was that the universe had been evolving for countless billions of years

He watched him stoke the flames, God's own firedrake. The sparks rushed upward and died in the starless dark. Not all dying words are true and this blessing is no less real for being shorn of its ground.

Die Toten können deine Liebe nicht erwidern.

nessuna creatura può imparare ciò che il suo cuore non è predisposto ad imparare

You have no right to represent people this way, he said. A man is all men. You have no right to your wretchednes.

Quién está? he said, but no one spoke back. There was someone there and they had been there. There was no one there. There was someone there and they had been there and they had not left but there was no one there.

The small sands in that waste was all there was for the wind to move and it moved with a constant migratory seething upon itself. As if in its ultimate granulation the world sought some stay against its own eternal wheeling.

believes that the secrets of the world are forever hidden lives in mystery and fear. Superstition will drag him down. The rain will erode the deeds of his life. But that man who sets himself the task of singling out the thread of order from the tapestry will by the decision alone have taken charge of the world and it is only by such taking charge that he will effect a way to dictate the terms of his own fate.

If one were to be a person of value that value could not be a condition subject to the hazards of fortune.

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. Where'd you hear that at? I dont know.

Mi sono sempre chiesta se la piega presa dalla nostra vita esiste fin dall'inizio se invece la vita è fatta di eventi casuali nei quali individuiamo un filo solo a posteriori

That all courage was a form of constancy. That it was always himself that the coward abandoned first.

The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopulate with chimeras having neither analogue nor precedent, an itinerant carnival, a migratory tentshow whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in many a muddied field is unspeakable and calamitous beyond reckoning.

The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not. Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

Il presente è il tempo più prezioso

Rawlins lay watching the stars. After a while he said: I could still be born. I might look different or somethin. If God wanted me to be born I'd be born. And if He didnt you wouldnt. You're makin my goddamn head hurt.

And it may be a superstition with us that if we will just give up those things we are fond of then the world will not take from us what we truly love. Which of course is a folly. The world knows what you love.