Perhaps in the world's destruction it would be possible at last to see how it was made. Oceans, mountains. The ponderous counterspectacle of things ceasing to be. The sweeping waste, hydroptic and coldly secular. The silence.
Cormac McCarthyWell, I guess in all honesty I would have to say that I never knew nor did I ever hear of anybody that money didnt change.
Cormac McCarthyThe world was new each day for God so made it daily. Yet it contained within it all the evils as before, no more, no less.
Cormac McCarthy