22 Quotes by Cormac McCarthy about death
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And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. Like certain ancient frescoes entombed for centuries suddenly exposed to the day.
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How would you know if you were the last man on Earth? He said.I don't guess you would know it. You'd just be it.
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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.
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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 rock?
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He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.
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Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie.
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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 reality, even where we will not. Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting. I've thought a great deal about my life and my country. I think there is little that can be truly known. My family has been fortunate. Others were less so. As they are often quick to point out.
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It was the nature of his profession that his experience with death should be greater than for most and he said that while it was true that time heals bereavement it does so only at the cost of the slow extinction of those loved ones from the heart's memory which is the sole place of their abode then or now. Faces fade, voices dim. Seize them back, whispered the sepulturero. Speak with them. Call their names. Do this and do not let sorrow die for it is the sweetening of every gift.
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This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job.
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