“ The storm front towered above them and the wind was cool on their sweating faces. They slumped bleary-eyed in their saddles and looked at one another. Shrouded in the black thunderheads the distant li… Cormac McCarthy
“ You know that the things you put it your head stay there, right?''Yeah. But you remember some things, don't you?''Yeah. You remember the things you want to forget and forget the things you want to rem… Cormac McCarthy
