He was just hungry, Papa. He's going to die. He's going to die anyway. He's so scared, Papa. The man squatted and looked at him. I'm scared, he said. Do you understand? I'm scared. The boy didn't answer. He just sat there with his head down, sobbing. You're not the one who has to worry about everything. The boy said something but he couldn't understand him. What? He said. He looked up, his wet and grimy face. Yes I am, he said. I am the one.
Cormac McCarthyOn this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world.
Cormac McCarthyMy daddy always told me to just do the best you knew how and tell the truth. He said there was nothin to set a manโs mind at ease like wakin up in the morning and not havin to decide who you were. And if you done somethin wrong just stand up and say you done it and say youโre sorry and get on with it. Donโt haul stuff around with you.
Cormac McCarthy