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Cormac McCarthy

The Road

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    he would have thought. How much was gone already? The sacred idiom shorn of its referents and so of its reality. Drawing down like something trying to preserve heat. In time to wink out forever.
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    He tried to think of something to say but he could not. He'd had this feeling before, beyond the numbness and the dull despair. The world shrinking down about a raw core of parsible entities. The names of things slowly following those things into oblivion. Colors. The names of birds. Things to eat. Finally the names of things one believed to be true. More fragile than he
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    All the trees in the world are going to fall sooner or later. But not on us.

    How do you know?

    I just know
    Jesh Kislevcompartió una citael mes pasado
    him the players have all been carried off by wolves
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    He'd carved the boy a flute from a piece of roadside cane and he took it from his coat and gave it to him. The boy took it wordlessly. After a while he fell back and after a while the man could hear him playing. A formless music for the age to come. Or perhaps the last music on earth called up from out of the ashes of its ruin. The man turned and looked back at him. He was lost in concentration. The man thought he seemed some sad and solitary changeling child announcing the arrival of a traveling spectacle in shire and village who does not know that behind him
    readinghomosapienscompartió una citael mes pasado
    You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.
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    He thought the month was October but he wasnt sure.
    Jesh Kislevcompartió una citahace 2 meses
    He sat beside him and stroked his pale and tangled hair. Golden chalice, good to house a god. Please dont tell me how the story ends. When he looked out again at the darkness beyond the bridge it was snowing
    Jesh Kislevcompartió una citahace 2 meses
    All of this like some ancient anointing. So be it. Evoke the forms. Where you've nothing else construct ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them
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    Sited there in the darkness the frail blue shape of it looked like the pitch of some last venture at the edge of the world. Something all but unaccountable. And so it was
    Jesh Kislevcompartió una citahace 2 meses
    On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world. Query: How does the never to be differ from what never was?
    Jesh Kislevcompartió una citahace 2 meses
    him. Carrying an armload of wood. He watched him stoke the flames. God's own firedrake. The sparks rushed upward and died in the starless dark. Not all dying words are true and this blessing is no less real for being shorn of its ground
    Jesh Kislevcompartió una citahace 2 meses
    He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. 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. Everything uncoupled from its shoring. Unsupported in the ashen air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.
    exis574compartió una citahace 2 años
    She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time.
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    We were always lucky. You’ll be lucky again. You’ll see. Just go. It’s all right.
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    What’s the bravest thing you ever did?
    He spat into the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.
    exis574compartió una citahace 2 años
    Yes. But in the stories we’re always helping people and we dont help people.
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    There is no God and we are his prophets.
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    Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave
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    You knew it was coming?
    Yeah. This or something like it. I always believed in it.
    Did you try to get ready for it?
    No. What would you do?
    I dont know.
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