Allie

“Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.”
― Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

“He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought that the world’s heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world’s pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.”
― Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses

“Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.”
― Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

“Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.”
― Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses