What he could bear in the waking world he could not by night and he sat awake for fear the dream would return.
Cormac McCarthyIn the spaniards heart is a great yearning for freedom, but only his own. A great love for truth and honor in all its forms, but not in its substance. And a deep conviction that nothing can be proven except that it be made to bleed. Virgins, bulls, men. Ultimately God himself.
Cormac McCarthy