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He had a tattoo of a bird on his neck done by someone with an ill-formed notion of their appearance.
— Cormac McCarthy
I'm fixin to go do somethin dumbern hell but I'm goin anyways. If I dont come back tell Mother I love her. Your mother's dead Llewelyn. Well I'll tell her myself then.
— Cormac McCarthy
I just meant I'd seen things I'd as soon not of. I know it. There's hard lessons in this world. What's the hardest? I don't know . Maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They aint comin back.
— Cormac McCarthy
Lastly he looked at the face so caved and drawn among the folds of funeral cloth, the yellowed moustache, the eyelids paper thin. That was not sleeping. That was not sleeping.
— Cormac McCarthy
Grief is the stuff of life. A life without grief is no life at all. But regret is a prison.
— Cormac McCarthy
Each leaf he passed he'd never pass again. They rode over his face like veils, already some yellow, their veins like slender bones where the sun shone through them. He had resolved himself to ride on for he could not turn back and the world that day was as lovely as any day that ever was and he was riding to his death.
— Cormac McCarthy
His whole life was sitting there in front of him. Day after day from dawn till dark until he was dead. All of it cooked down into forty pounds of paper in a satchel. He
— Cormac McCarthy
If you carry your past into battle you are riding to your death.
— Cormac McCarthy
The drunk's concern ain't that he's goin to die from drinkin - which he is. It's that he's goin to run out of whiskey fore he gets a chance to do it.
— Cormac McCarthy
If people knew the story of their lives how many would then elect to live them? People
— Cormac McCarthy
Where is Shelby, whom you left to the mercies of Elias in the desert, and where is Tate whom you abandoned in the mountains? Where are the ladies, ah the fair and tender ladies with whom you danced at the governor's ball when you were a hero anointed with the blood of the enemies of the republic you'd elected to defend? -Cormac mcCarthy, Blood Meridian
— Cormac McCarthy
When I rise up let me rise up joyful like a bird. When I fall let me fall without regret like a leaf.
— Wendell Berry