What would you do if I died? If you died I would want to die too. So you could be with me? Yes. So I could be with you. Okay.

People think they know what they want but they generally don't. Sometimes if they're lucky they'll get it anyways.

It may be that the life I desire for her no longer even exists, yet I know what she does not. That there is nothing to lose.

What he loved in horses was what he loved in men, the blood and the heat of the blood that ran them. All his reverence and all his fondness and all the leanings of his life were for the ardenhearted and they would always be so and never be otherwise. (All the Pretty Horses)

Easy to see that naught save sorrow could bring a man to such a view of things. And yet a sorrow for which there can be no help is no sorrow. It is some dark sister traveling in sorrow's clothing. Men do not turn from God so easily you see. Not so easily. Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from. To imagine otherwise is to imagine the unspeakable. It was never that this man ceased to believe in God. No. It was rather that he came to believe terrible things of Him.

He 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.

Well, 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.