The child would ask him questions about the world that for him was not even a memory. He thought hard how to answer. There is no past.
Cada hombre reside temporalmente en su prójimo y este en aquel y así sucesivamente en una infinita cadena de ser y de testigo hasta los más remotos confines del mundo.
Zwei Tage später kamen sie zu einem Tidefluss, wo eine eingestürzte Brücke im langsam sich bewegenden Wasser lag. Sie saßen auf der kaputten Böschungsmauer der Straße und sahen zu, wie der Fluss zurüc...
You're a formidable riddler and I'll not match words with ye
You think you can believe in heaven if you dont believe in hell? I guess you can believe what you want to. Rawlins
You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.
You either stick or you quit. And I wouldnt quit you I dont care what you done.
Words are things.
Where men can't live gods fare no better.
When one has nothing left make ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.
When I was in school I studied biology. I learned that in making their experiments scientists will take some group - bacteria, mice, people - and subject that group to certain conditions. They compare...
Well, I guess in all honesty I would have to say that I never knew nor did I ever hear of anybody that money didnt change.
This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man’s brains out of his hair. That is my job. Then he wrapped him in the blanket and carried him to the fire.
Things happen to you they happen. They dont ask first. They dont require your permission.
They were Diegueños. They were armed with short bows and they drew about the travelers and knelt and gave them water out of a gourd. They’d seen such pilgrims before and with sufferings more terrible....
They watched storms out there so distant they could not be heard,
There seemed insufficient substance to him to be the object of men’s wrath. There seemed nothing about him sufficient to fuel any enterprise at all.
There ain't but one life worth livin and I was born to it.
The wrath of God lies sleeping. It was hid a million years before men were and only men have power to wake it.
The sun was just down and to the west lay reefs of bloodred clouds up out of which rose little desert nighthawks like fugitives from some great fire at the earth's end.