Night Rider (Southern Classics) Quotes

“May, apparently, did not hear his coming when he turned the corner of the house and walked toward her, for grass had long ago crept over and padded the gravel of the path; and so he saw her in the posture and stillness that must belong to her when she was alone. He thought, during the instant or two before she was aware of his presence, that that was the way she looked when she was alone, for it had become a habit of his mind to try to picture her as she must be in solitude, or to seize on such glimpses as this, as though these images could give him a clue to what she truly was in herself, in her essence. For he felt that when he was with her she was not herself, not wholly; his presence, or the presence of anyone, must, like a single drop of some stain, tincture the crystal liquid that was absolutely herself. She is alone, he thought, and moved rapidly toward her, knowing that the instant she turned and raised her eyes she would not be purely herself but would be colored by him.”
― Robert Penn Warren, Night Rider

“And as the movement of the crowd pushed him toward the door, Mr. Munn again resented that pressure that was human because it was made by human beings, but was inhuman, too, because you could not isolate and blame any one of those human beings who made it.”
― Robert Penn Warren, Night Rider