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  • #1
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be, and you're happy again, then you'll have given up. Do you understand? And you can't give up, I won't let you.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #2
    Cormac McCarthy
    “The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road
    tags: time

  • #3
    Masashi Kishimoto
    “When people are protecting something truly special to them, they truly can become...as strong as they can be.”
    Masashi Kishimoto, Naruto, Vol. 21: Pursuit

  • #4
    Nicholas Sparks
    “Remember me with joy, for this is how I always thought of you. That is what I want, more than anything. I want you to smile when you think of me. And in your smile, I will live forever”
    Nicholas Sparks, The Longest Ride

  • #5
    Nicholas Sparks
    “If we'd never met, I think I would have known my life wasn't complete. And I would have wandered the world in search of you, even if I didn't know who I was looking for.”
    Nicholas Sparks, The Longest Ride

  • #6
    Cormac McCarthy
    “He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #7
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #8
    Cormac McCarthy
    “You have my whole heart. You always did.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #9
    Cormac McCarthy
    “He knew only that his child was his warrant. He said: If he is not the word of God God never spoke.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #10
    Cormac McCarthy
    “You have to carry the fire."
    I don't know how to."
    Yes, you do."
    Is the fire real? The fire?"
    Yes it is."
    Where is it? I don't know where it is."
    Yes you do. It's inside you. It always was there. I can see it.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #11
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #12
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Query: How does the never to be differ from what never was?”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #13
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #14
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Where men can't live gods fare no better.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #15
    Cormac McCarthy
    “If you break little promises, you'll break big ones.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #16
    Cormac McCarthy
    “By day the banished sun circles the earth like a grieving mother with a lamp.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #17
    Cormac McCarthy
    “When one has nothing left make ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #18
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Perhaps in the world's destruction it would be possible at last to see how it was made. Oceans, mountains. The ponderous counterspectacle of things ceasing to be. The sweeping waste, hydroptic and coldly secular. The silence.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #19
    Cormac McCarthy
    “When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were God he would have made the world just so and no different.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #21
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

  • #22
    Cormac McCarthy
    “You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Road



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