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When the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be their yet.
Cormac McCarthy
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Cormac McCarthy
Age: 91
Born: 1933
Born: July 20
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Rhode Island
Charles McCarthy
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It's not about knowing who you are. It's about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody's. You dont start over. That's what it's about. Every step you take is forever. You can't make it go away. None of it.
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I think by the time you're grown you're as happy as you're goin to be. You'll have good times and bad times, but in the end you'll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy. I've knowed people that just never did get the hang of it.
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He had divested himself of the little cloaked godlet and his other amulets in a place where they would not be found in his lifetime and he'd taken for talisman the simple human heart within him.
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For even if you should have stood your ground, he said, yet what ground was it?
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The wind sounded of Mother Earth's forsaken and abandoned cries.
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The soft black talc blew through the streets like squid ink uncoiling along a sea floor and the cold crept down and the dark came early and the scavengers passing down the steep canyons with their torches trod silky holes in the drifted ash that closed behind them silently as eyes.
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The voice of the Almighty speaks most profoundly in such things as lives in silence themselves.
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The freedom of birds is an insult to me.
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When I came into your life your life was over. It had a beginning, a middle, and an end. This is the end. You can say that things could have turned out differently. That they could have been some other way. But what does that mean? They are not some other way. They are this way.
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Maybe. Anyway, some men get what they want. No man. Or perhaps only briefly so as to lose it. Or perhaps only to prove to the dreamer that the world of his longing made real is no longer that world at all.
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Creedless shells of men tottering down the causeways like migrants in a feverland.
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