They came upon themselves in a mirror and he almost raised the pistol. It's us, Papa, the boy whispered. It's us.
Cormac McCarthyThe things I believed in dont exist any more. It's foolish to pretend that they do. Western Civilization finally went up in smoke in the chimneys at Dachau but I was too infatuated to see it. I see it now.
Cormac McCarthyHe could not construct for the child's pleasure the world he'd lost without constructing the loss as well and he thought perhaps the child had known this better than he.
Cormac McCarthy