And perhaps beyond those shrouded swells another man did walk with another child on the dead gray sands. Slept but a sea apart on another beach among the bitter ashes of the world or stood in their rags lost to the same indifferent sun.
Cormac McCarthyOur waking life's desire to shape the world to our convenience invites all manner of paradox and difficulty.
Cormac McCarthyThe wrath of God lies sleeping. It was hid a million years before men were and only men have the power to wake it.
Cormac McCarthyMen have in their minds a picture of how the world will be. How they will be in that world. The world may be many different ways for them but there is one world that will never be and that is the world they dream of.
Cormac McCarthyOnly now is the child finally divested of all that he has been. His origins are become remote as is his destiny and not again in all the world's turning will there be terrains so wild and barbarous to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay.
Cormac McCarthy