Wednesday, December 19, 2012

…Snow and rain, snow and rain.  And some wind.  That’s what the morning’s brought, so it’s a good reason to start a fire.

...I’m a big Cormac McCarthy fan and last year I read his entire catalog, even the play he wrote that was not so great.
He’s very wise and remarkably gifted.  He even makes up his own words when he writes.
Anyway, here’s some of his wisdom:

"You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.”

"Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.”

“You think when you wake up in the morning yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothing else.”

“People were always getting ready for tomorrow.
I didn't believe in that.
Tomorrow wasn't getting ready for them.
It didn't even know they were there.”

"There is no God and we are his prophets.”

“Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that.
You forget some things, don’t you?
Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.”

“Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.”

“He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.”

“That which exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.”

“Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.”

“If trouble comes when you least expect it then maybe the thing to do is to always expect it.”

“You never know what worse luck your bad luck has saved you from.”

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