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Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

Cormac McCarthy
Lying, Waiting, Wish
Cormac McCarthy (2012). “All the Pretty Horses”, p.244, Pan Macmillan

Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

Cormac McCarthy
Lying, Dying
"The Road".

The trouble with a liar is he can't remember what he said.

Cormac McCarthy
Liars, Lying, Remember

Finally he said that if men drink the blood of God yet they do not understand the seriousness of what they do. He said that men wish to be serious but they do not understand how to be so. Between their acts and their ceremonies lies the world and in this world the storms blow and the trees twist in the wind and all the animals that God has made go to and fro yet this world men do not see. They see the acts of their own hands or they see that which they name and call out to one another but the world between is invisible to them

Cormac McCarthy
Lying, Men, Animal
Cormac McCarthy (2013). “The Border Trilogy”, p.331, Pan Macmillan

Lying under such a myriad of stars. The sea’s black horizon. He rose and walked out and stood barefoot in the sand and watched the pale surf appear all down the shore and roll and crash and darken again. When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were God he would have made the world just so and no different.

Cormac McCarthy
Stars, Lying, Fire
Cormac McCarthy (2007). “The Road”, p.185, Vintage

I think that when the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be there yet. It dont move about from place to place and it dont change from time to time. You cant corrupt it any more than you can salt salt.

Cormac McCarthy
Lying, Moving, Thinking
Cormac McCarthy (2007). “No Country for Old Men”, p.123, Vintage

If a dream can tell the future it can also thwart that future. For God will not permit that we shall know what is to come. He is bound to no one that the world unfold just so upon its course and those who by some sorcery or by some dream might come to pierce the veil that lies so darkly over all that is before them may serve by just that vision to cause that God should wrench the world from its heading and set it upon another course altogether and then where stands the sorcerer? Where the dreamer and his dream?

Cormac McCarthy
Dream, Lying, Vision
Cormac McCarthy (2013). “The Border Trilogy: Picador Classic”, p.662, Pan Macmillan

The wrath of God lies sleeping. It was hid a million years before men were and only men have the power to wake it.

Cormac McCarthy
Lying, Sleep, Men
Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.43, Pan Macmillan

The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.

Cormac McCarthy
Stars, Lying, Fall
Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.16, Pan Macmillan

In the end we all come to be cured of our sentiments. Those whom life does not cure death will. The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and reality, even where we will not. Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting. I've thought a great deal about my life and my country. I think there is little that can be truly known. My family has been fortunate. Others were less so. As they are often quick to point out.

Cormac McCarthy
Dream, Country, Lying
Cormac McCarthy (2012). “All the Pretty Horses”, p.244, Pan Macmillan

Books lie, he said. God dont lie. No, said the judge. He does not. And these are his words. He held up a chunk of rock. He speaks in stones and trees, the bones of things. The squatters in their rags nodded among themselves and were soon reckoning him correct, this man of learning, in all his speculations, and this the judge encouraged until they were right proselytes of the new order whereupon he laughed at them for fools.

Cormac McCarthy
Lying, Book, Men
Cormac McCarthy (2010). “Blood Meridian: Or the Evening Redness in the West”, p.122, Vintage

When the lies are all told and forgot the truth will be their yet.

Cormac McCarthy
Truth, Lying
Cormac McCarthy (2007). “No Country for Old Men”, p.123, Vintage

Years later he'd stood in the charred ruins of a library where blackened books lay in pools of water. Shelves tipped over. Some rage at the lies arranged in their thousands row on row. He picked up one of the books and thumbed through the heavy bloated pages. He'd not have thought the value of the smallest thing predicated on a world to come. It surprised him. That the space which these things occupied was itself an expectation.

Cormac McCarthy
Lying, Book, Years
Cormac McCarthy (2010). “The Road”, p.199, Pan Macmillan

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