Cormac McCarthy Quotes
Finally He Said That In His First Years Of Darkness His Dreams Had Been Vivid Beyond All Expectation And That He Had Come To Thirst For Them But That Dreams And Memories Alike Had Faded One By One Until There Were No More. Of All That Once Had Been No Trace Remained. The Look Of The World. The Faces Of Loved Ones. Finally Even His Own Person Was Lost To Him. Whatever He Had Been He Was No More. He Said That Like Every Man Who Comes To The End Of Something There Was Nothing To Be Done But To Begin Again. I Can't Remember The World Of Light, He Said. It Has Been So Long. The World Is A Fragile World. Ultimately, What Can Be Seen Is What Endures. What Is True ...
In My First Years Of Blindness, I Thought It Was A Form Of Death. I Was Wrong. Losing One's Sight Is Like Falling In A Dream. You Think There's No Bottom To This Abyss. You Fall And Fall. Light Recedes. Memory Of Light. Memory Of The World. Of Your Own Face. Of The Grim-faced Mask.
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