You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.
Cormac McCarthy
The Road
Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
Where men can’t live gods fare no better.
People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn’t believe in that. Tomorrow wasn’t getting ready for them. It didn’t even know they were there.
There is no God and we are his prophets.
What’s the bravest thing you ever did?
He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.
You have my whole heart. You always did.
Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie.
How does the never to be differ from what never was?