There is a moon shaped rictus in the streetlamp's globe where a stone has gone and from this aperture there drifts down through the constant helix of aspiring insects a faint and steady rain of the same forms burnt and lifeless.
Cormac McCarthyThe man who believes that the secrets of the world are forever hidden lives in mystery and fear. Superstition will drag him down." -The Judge
Cormac McCarthyIf a man's at odds to know his own mind it's because he hasn't got aught but his mind to know it with.
Cormac McCarthyPeople don't pay attention. And then one day there's an accounting. And after that, nothing is the same.
Cormac McCarthyThe frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
Cormac McCarthy