The names of the cerros and the sierras and the deserts exist only on maps. We name them that we do not lose our way. Yet it was because the way was lost to us already that we have made those names. The world cannot be lost. We are the ones. And it is because these names and these coordinates are our own naming that they cannot save us. They cannot find for us the way again.
Cormac McCarthyIve seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away.
Cormac McCarthyThings separate from their stories have no meaning. They are only shapes. Of a certain size and color. A certain weight. When their meaning has become lost to us they no longer have even a name. The story on the other hand can never be lost from its place in the world for it is that place.
Cormac McCarthyMy perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That's heaven. That's gold, and anything else is just a waste of time.
Cormac McCarthy