Not all dying words are true and this blessing is no less real for being shorn of its ground.
Cormac McCarthyHe saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led to nowhere at all. He felt something cold and soulless enter him like another being and he imagined that it smiled malignly and he had no reason to believe that it would ever leave.
Cormac McCarthyEvery man's death is standing in for every other. And since death comes to all there is no way to abate the fear of it except to love the man who stands for us.
Cormac McCarthyOur waking life's desire to shape the world to our convenience invites all manner of paradox and difficulty.
Cormac McCarthyHe rose and turned toward the lights of town. The tidepools bright as smelterpots among the dark rocks where the phosphorescent seacrabs clambered back. Passing through the salt grass he looked back. The horse had not moved. A ship's light winked in the swells. The colt stood against the horse with its head down and the horse was watching, out there past men's knowing, where the stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea.
Cormac McCarthy