He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought that the worldโs heart beat at some terrible cost and that the worldโs pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.
Cormac McCarthyYou think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days itโs made out of. Nothin else.
Cormac McCarthyIve seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away.
Cormac McCarthy