Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, Or The Evening Redness In The West Quotes

They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey.

He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.

Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery.

There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto.

Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.

War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.

This country was filled with violent children orphaned by war.

Here beyond men's judgments all covenants were brittle.

If war is not holy man is nothing but antic clay.

whoever approaches his goal dances

Words are things. The words he is in possession of he cannot be deprived of. Their authority transcends his ignorance of their meaning.

The man who believes that the secrets of the world are forever hidden lives in mystery and fear. Superstition will drag him down.

The judge like a great ponderous djinn stepped through the fire and the flames delivered him up as if he were in some way native to their element.