Maps are of time, not place, so far as he was concerned.
Cormac McCarthy – The Road
Maps and Time
M
Grief’s Transformation
G
It’s the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.
Cormac McCarthy – The Road
Bravery in Survival
B
What’s the bravest thing you ever did? He spat in the road a bloody phlegm. Getting up this morning, he said.
Cormac McCarthy – The Road