Dan Munoz

“the Jersey Turnpike.”
― Clay McLeod Chapman, Wake Up and Open Your Eyes

“Hear me, man, he said. There is room on the stage for one beast and one alone. All others are destined for a night that is eternal and without name. One by one they will step down into the darkness before the footlamps. Bears that dance, bears that don't.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

“I closed my eyes. And I swallowed the small piece of her I’d taken. Now a piece of Abbie was with her papa.”
― Lucy Rose, The Lamb

“It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West