Cormac McCarthy
Cormac McCarthy
Cormac McCarthyis an American novelist, playwright, and screenwriter. He has written ten novels, spanning the Southern Gothic, western, and post-apocalyptic genres. He won the Pulitzer Prize and the James Tait Black Memorial Prize for Fiction for The Road. His 2005 novel No Country for Old Men was adapted as a 2007 film of the same name, which won four Academy Awards, including Best Picture. For All the Pretty Horses, he won both the U.S. National Book Award and National Book...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth20 July 1933
CityProvidence, RI
CountryUnited States of America
If people knew the story of their lives, how many would then elect to live them?
They came upon themselves in a mirror and he almost raised the pistol. It's us, Papa, the boy whispered. It's us.
Words pale and lose their savor while pain is always new.
Nothin wounded goes uphill, he said. It just dont happen.
He thought that in the history of the world it might even be that there was more punishment than crime but he took small comfort from it.
It's not about knowing who you are. It's about thinkin you got there without takin anything with you. Your notions about startin over. or anybody's. You dont start over. That's what it's about. Every step you take is forever. You can't make it go away. None of it.
People complain about the bad things that happen to em that they don't deserve but they seldom mention the good. About what they done to deserve them things
People don't pay attention. And then one day there's an accounting. And after that, nothing is the same.
What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.
If only my heart were stone.
Suttree stood among the screaming leaves and called the lightning down. It cracked and boomed about and he pointed out the darkened heart within him and cried for light. If there be any art in the weathers of this earth. Or char these bones to coal. If you can, if you can. A blackened rag in the rain.
Finally he said that among men there was no such communion as among horses and the notion that men can be understood at all was probably an illusion.
I tried to put things in perspective but sometimes you're just too close to it.
Best way to live in California is to be from somewheres else.