In this world the mask is what is true.
In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. Those whom life does not cure death will. The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not. Betw...
If he is not the word of God, then God never spoke.
I didn't mean I'd seen everything, John Grady said.I know you didn't.I just meant I'd seen some things I'd as soon not of.I know it. There's hard lessons in this world. What's the hardest? I dont know...
I aint sure we've seen these people before. Their kind. I dont know what to do about em even. If you killed em all they'd have to build a annex on to hell.
He thought that in the history of the world it might even be that there was more punishment than crime but he took small comfort from it.
He lay watching the kid. He was from a prominent Kentucky family and had attended Transylvania College and like many another young man of his class he’d gone west because of a woman.
Every man's death is standing in for every other. And since death comes to all there is no way to abate the fear of it except to love the man who stands for us.
Can you do it? When the time comes? When the time comes there will be no time. Now is the time. Curse God and die. What if it doesn't fire? It has to fire. Could you crush that beloved skull with a ro...
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly.
The notion that the species can be improved in some way, that everyone could live in harmony, is a really dangerous idea. Those who are afflicted with this notion are the first ones to give up their s...
This is what the good guys do. They keep trying. They don't give up.
Whoever approaches his goal dances
What's the bravest thing you ever did?He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.
This night, thy soul may be required of thee.
This country was filled with violent children orphaned by war.
There was someone there and they had been there. There was no one there. There was someone there and they had been there and they had not left but there was no one there.
Their arms aloft pulling at their clothes were luminous and each obscure soul was enveloped in audible shapes of light as if it had always been so. The mare at the far end of the stable snorted and sh...
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 tor...
The point is there ain't no point.