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All the Pretty Horses by Cormac McCarthy
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Dec 27, 07

Read in December, 2007

Son, not everbody thinks that life on a cattle ranch in west Texas is the second best thing to dyin and goin to heaven.

The night was almost warm. He and Rawlins lay in the road where they could feel the heat coming off the blacktop against their backs and they watched stars falling down the long black slope of the firmament.

There was nothing along the road save the country it traversed and there was nothing in the country at all.

...the horses mouthing froth and champing and the riders calling to one another in their alien tongue and passing in a muted fury that seemed scarcely to be contained in the space allotted them and yet leaving all unchanged where they had been: dust, sunlight, a singing bird.

I dont see you holdin no aces.

He saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led nowhere at all.

...he felt wholly alien to the world although he loved it still.

This is still good country.
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