“ When he woke in the woods in the dark and the cold of the night he'd reach out to touch the child sleeping beside him. Nights dark beyond darkness and the days more gray each one than what had gone be… Cormac McCarthy
“ A big lemoncolored cat watched him from the top of a woodstove. He turned his head to see it better and it elongated itself like hot taffy down the side of the stove and vanished headfirst in the eart… Cormac McCarthy
“ The names of entities that have the power to constrain us change with time. Convention and authority are replaced by infirmity. But my attitude toward them has not changed. Has not changed. Cormac McCarthy
“ Creative work is often driven by pain. It may be that if you don't have something in the back of your head driving you nuts, you may not do anything. It's not a good arrangement. If I were God, I woul… Cormac McCarthy
“ The names of entities that have the power to constrain us change with time. Convention and authority are replaced by infirmity. Cormac McCarthy
“ Como si el mundo se encogiera en torno a un núcleo de entidades desglosables. Las cosas cayendo en el olvido y con ellas sus nombres. Los colores. Los nombres de los pájaros. Alimentos. Por último los… Cormac McCarthy
“ They slept huddled together in the rank quilts in the dark and the cold. He held the boy close to him. So thin. My heart, he said. My heart. Cormac McCarthy
“ La moneta è solo un tondino di ferro della zecca che il coniatore prende dal mucchio e mette sotto il conio in uno dei due versi possibili. Da quell'atto dipende tutto il resto, cara y cruz, indipende… Cormac McCarthy
“ Pensó que cada recuerdo evocado debe violentar en alguna medida sus orígenes. Como en un juego. El juego del teléfono. Más vale ser parco. Lo que uno altera mediante el recuerdo tiene sin embargo una… Cormac McCarthy
“ They went through the last of the cars and then walked up the track to the locomotive and climbed up to the catwalk. Rust and scaling paint. They pushed into the cab and he blew away the ash from the… Cormac McCarthy
“ En sus sueños su pálida novia iba hacia él desde una verde bóveda de ramas. Sus pezones como de marga y sus costillas pintadas de blanco. Llevaba un vestido de gasa y sus cabellos oscuros estaban reco… Cormac McCarthy
“ Do you know what two centimeters is?Yeah. It's a measurement.It's about three quarters of an inch.All right.That's the distance that round missed your liver by.Is that what the doctor told you?Yes. Yo… Cormac McCarthy
“ They caught up their horses and turned back. Nothing moved in that high wilderness save the wind. They did not speak. They were men of another time for all that they bore christian names and they had… Cormac McCarthy
“ Se quedó escuchando el goteo del agua en el bosque. Lecho rocoso, este. El frío y el silencio. Las cenizas del mundo difunto trajinadas de acá para allá por los crudos y transitorios vientos en el vac… Cormac McCarthy
“ Words are things. The words he is in possession of he cannot be deprived of. Their authority transcends his ignorance of their meaning. Cormac McCarthy
