The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.
Cormac McCarthyWhat man is such a coward he would not rather fall once than remain forever tottering?
Cormac McCarthyLong before morning I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it is always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals come easily.
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 McCarthy