32 Quotes About The-road

  • Author Cormac McCarthy
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    We wouldnt ever eat anybody, would we?No. Of course not.Even if we were starving?We're starving now.You said we werent.I said we werent dying. I didnt say we werent starving.But we wouldnt.No. We wouldnt.No matter what.No. No matter what.Because we're the good guys.Yes.And we're carrying the fire.And we're carrying the fire. Yes.Okay.

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  • Author Cormac McCarthy
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    Se quedó escuchando el goteo del agua en el bosque. Lecho rocoso, este. El frío y el silencio. Las cenizas del mundo difunto trajinadas de acá para allá por los crudos y transitorios vientos en el vacío. Llevadas, esparcidas y llevadas de nuevo. Todo desencajado de su apuntalamiento. Sin soporte en el viento cinéreo. Sostenido por una respiración, temblorosa y breve. Ojalá mi corazón fuese de piedra.

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  • Author Cormac McCarthy
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    The mummied dead everywhere. The flesh cloven along the bones, the ligaments dried to tug and taut as wires. Shriveled and drawn like latterday bogfolk, their faces of boiled sheeting, the yellowed palings of their teeth. They were discalced to a man like pilgrims of some common order for all their shoes were long since stolen.

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    En sus sueños su pálida novia iba hacia él desde una verde bóveda de ramas. Sus pezones como de marga y sus costillas pintadas de blanco. Llevaba un vestido de gasa y sus cabellos oscuros estaban recogidos con peinetas de marfil, peinetas de concha. Su sonrisa, su mirada baja. Por la mañana volvía a nevar. Cuentas de hielo gris en ristra sobre los cables de electricidad.

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  • Author Cormac McCarthy
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    The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again.

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    No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later.

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  • Author Cormac McCarthy
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    ...dwindling slowly on the road behind him like some storybook peddler from an antique time, dark and bent and spider thin and soon to vanish forever.

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