cormac mccarthy

How would you know if you were the last man on Earth? He said.
I don’t guess you would know it. You’d just be it.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

The breath of God was his yet, though it pass from man to man through all of time.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

In what direction did lost men veer?

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

Who is anybody?

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

As for me my only hope is for eternal nothingness and I hope it with all my heart.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

Look around you, he said. There is no prophet in the earth’s long chronicle who’s not honored here today. Whatever form you spoke of you were right.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

There is no book and your fathers are dead in the ground.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

If he is not the word of God God never spoke.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

Not all dying words are true and this blessing is no less real for being shorn of its ground.

The Road, Cormac McCarthy

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