For things at a common destination there is a common path. Not always easy to see. But there. Cormac McCarthy More Quotes by Cormac McCarthy More Quotes From Cormac McCarthy People think they know what they want but they generally don't. Sometimes if they're lucky they'll get it anyways. Cormac McCarthy desire people thinking They were watching, out there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea. Cormac McCarthy stars men past Fear of an enemy can often blind men to other hazards, not least the shape which they themselves make in the world. Cormac McCarthy hazards men enemy The world was new each day for God so made it daily. Yet it contained within it all the evils as before, no more, no less. Cormac McCarthy each-day evil world All human love is a faint type of God's; An echoing note from a harmonious whole; A feeble spark from an undying flame; A single drop from an unfathomed sea: But God's is infinite; it fills the earth And heaven, and the broad, trackless realms of space. Cormac McCarthy flames god love To see God everywhere is to see Him nowhere. Cormac McCarthy god There was nothin to set a man's mind at ease like wakin up in the morning and not havin to decide who you were. Cormac McCarthy mind morning men I guess if everybody went crazy together nobody would notice. Cormac McCarthy crazy together insanity If people knew the story of their lives how many would then elect to live them? People speak about what is in store. But there is nothing in store. The day is made of what has come before. The world itself must be surprised at the shape of that which appears. Perhaps even God. Cormac McCarthy stories life people When the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be their yet. Cormac McCarthy truth lying One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you. Cormac McCarthy old-age realizing age For the poor any choice was a gift with two faces. Cormac McCarthy poverty choices two Hell ain't half full. Cormac McCarthy half-full hell half 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. Cormac McCarthy dark men believe What deity in the realms of dementia, what rabid god decocted out of the smoking lobes of hydrophobia could have devised a keeping place for souls so poor as is this flesh. This mawky worm-bent tabernacle. Cormac McCarthy soul flesh smoking Perhaps in the world's destruction it would be possible at last to see how it was made. Oceans, mountains. The ponderous counterspectacle of things ceasing to be. The sweeping waste, hydroptic and coldly secular. The silence. Cormac McCarthy mountain ocean silence It just bothered me that you might think I'm somethin special. I aint. Cormac McCarthy special might thinking This place aint the same. It never will be. Maybe we've all got a little crazy. I guess if everbody went crazy together nobody would notice, what do you think? Cormac McCarthy crazy together thinking It looks a lot better from up here than it does down there, dont it? Yes. It does. There's a lot of things look better at a distance. Yeah? I think so. I guess there are. The life you've lived, for one. Yeah. Maybe what of it you aint lived yet, too. Cormac McCarthy distance doe thinking The freedom of birds is an insult to me. Cormac McCarthy insult bird
