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  • #1
    “If you want one thing too much it’s likely to be a disappointment. The healthy way is to learn to like the everyday things, like soft beds and buttermilk—and feisty gentlemen.”
    Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove

  • #2
    “He had known several men who blew their heads off, and he had pondered it much. It seemed to him it was probably because they could not take enough happiness just from the sky and the moon to carry them over the low feelings that came to all men.”
    Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove

  • #3
    Cormac McCarthy
    “War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #4
    Cormac McCarthy
    “When the lambs is lost in the mountain, he said. They is cry. Sometime come the mother. Sometime the wolf.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West

  • #5
    Cormac McCarthy
    “It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian, or, the Evening Redness in the West
    tags: 248, war

  • #6
    Joe Abercrombie
    “Once you've got a task to do, it's better to do it than live with the fear of it.”
    Joe Abercrombie, The Blade Itself

  • #7
    Joe Abercrombie
    “You have to learn to love the small things in life, like a hot bath. You have to love the small things, when you have nothing else.”
    Joe Abercrombie, The Blade Itself

  • #8
    Joe Abercrombie
    “History is littered with dead good men.”
    Joe Abercrombie, The Blade Itself

  • #9
    Cormac McCarthy
    “He sat a long time and he thought about his life and how little of it he could ever have foreseen and he wondered for all his will and all his intent how much of it was his doing.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Cities of the Plain

  • #10
    Cormac McCarthy
    “My daddy once told me that some of the most miserable people he ever knew were the ones that finally got what they’d always wanted.”
    Cormac McCarthy, Cities of the Plain

  • #11
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Where do we go when we die? he said.
    - I don’t know, the man said. Where are we now?”
    Cormac McCarthy, Cities of the Plain

  • #12
    Cormac McCarthy
    “Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.”
    Cormac McCarthy, The Crossing
    tags: god

  • #13
    Steven Rinella
    “Driving around the West, I was like an illiterate man staring into a book; he doesn’t understand what exactly he’s seeing, but he damn sure knows it’s important”
    Steven Rinella, Meat Eater: Adventures from the Life of an American Hunter

  • #14
    Steven Rinella
    “Maybe stalking the woods is as vital to the human condition as playing music or putting words to paper. Maybe hunting has as much of a claim on our civilized selves as anything else. After all, the earliest forms of representational art reflect hunters and prey. While the arts were making us spiritually viable, hunting did the heavy lifting of not only keeping us alive, but inspiring us. To abhor hunting is to hate the place from which you came, which is akin to hating yourself in some distant, abstract way.”
    Steven Rinella, Meat Eater: Adventures from the Life of an American Hunter

  • #15
    Steven Rinella
    “When I’m not hunting, I always think that I like hunting because it puts you into risky situations that make you feel especially alive. But when I am hunting, I’m tempted to dislike hunting for the exact same reasons.”
    Steven Rinella, Meat Eater: Adventures from the Life of an American Hunter

  • #16
    John Steinbeck
    “It's because I haven't courage,' said Samuel. 'I could never quite take the responsibility. When the Lord God did not call my name, I might have called his name - but I did not. There you have the difference between greatness and mediocrity. It's not an uncommon disease. But it's nice for a mediocre man to know that greatness must be the loneliest state in the world.'

    'I'd think there are degrees of greatness,' Adam said.

    'I don't think so,' said Samuel. 'That would be like saying there is a little bigness. No. I believe when you come to that responsibility the hugeness and you are alone to make your choice. On one side you have warmth and companionship and sweet understanding, and on the other - cold, lonely greatness. There you make your choice. I'm glad I chose mediocrity, but how am I to say what reward might have come with the other? None of my children will be great either, except perhaps Tom. He's suffering over the choosing right now. It's a painful thing to watch. And somewhere in me I want him to say yes. Isn't that strange? A father to want his son condemned to greatness! What selfishness that must be.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #17
    John Steinbeck
    “All great and precious things are lonely.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #18
    John Steinbeck
    “A man so painfully in love is capable of self-torture beyond belief.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #19
    John Steinbeck
    “When a man says he does not want to speak of something he usually means he can think of nothing else.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #20
    John Steinbeck
    “An unbelieved truth can hurt a man much more than a lie. It takes great courage to back truth unacceptable to our times. There's a punishment for it, and it's usually crucifixion.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden

  • #21
    “I hate rude behavior in a man,' he explained in his quiet, unassuming drawl. 'I won't tolerate it.' He politely tipped his hat, and rode away.”
    Larry McMurtry, Lonesome Dove

  • #22
    John Steinbeck
    “In all such local tragedies time works like a damp brush on water color. The sharp edges blur, the ache goes out of it, the colors melt together, and from the many separated lines a solid gray emerges.”
    John Steinbeck, East of Eden



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