Cody

“There is no God and we are his prophets.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

“The trigger gave; I felt the smooth underside of the butt; and there, in that noise, sharp and deafening at the same time, is where it all started. I shook off the sweat and the sun. I knew that I had shattered the harmony of the day, the exceptional silence of a beach where I'd been happy. Then I fired four more times at the motionless body where the bullets lodged without leaving a trace. And it was like knocking four quick times on the door of unhappiness.”
― Albert Camus, L'Étranger

“How talented was death. How many expressions and manipulations of hand, face, body, no two alike.”
― Ray Bradbury, The October Country

“How'd you like to gaze at a beer can throughout eternity? It might not be so bad. There'd be nothing to fear.”
― Philip K. Dick, A Scanner Darkly