Cormac McCarthy Quotes

You'll find it-when you try to die- The Easier to let go- For recollecting such as went- You could not spare-you know.

I said there was but one solitary thing about the past worth remembering, and that was the fact that it is past-can't be restored.

It's impossible to compete with the dead. I wished I could stop trying.

If I could undo what's been done, But I guess everyone is living, With water and bridges.

My choices are rejections, since there is no other way, but what I reject is more numerous, denser, more demanding than before. A little poem, a sigh, at the cost of indescribable losses.

Now, there's no use crying over spoiled milk.

There's no way you can get the past right. You can pretend. You can delude yourself, but you can't re-create what's over.

There's hard lessons in this world. What's the hardest? I dont know. Maybe it's just that when things are gone they're gone. They aint comin back.

The whole world can't lick us but we can lick ourselves by longing too hard for things we haven't got any more - and by remembering too much.

But the worst of imagining things is that the time comes when you have to stop and that hurts.

The past is a closed door.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Didn't help to ponder things that were forever gone. It only made a body restless and fill up with bees, all wanting to sting something.

Leaving was easy. It was everything else that was so damned hard.

Our suffering is caused by holding on to how things might have been, should have been, could have been.

Who can depart from his pain and aloneness without regret? Too many fragments of the spirit have I scattered in these streets, and too many are the children of my longing that walk naked among these hills, and I cannot withdraw from them without a burden and an ache. It is not a garment I cast off this day, bit a skin that I tear with my own hands... Yet I cannot tarry longer.

The present no matter what I brought couldn’t change the past. The Past was set and sealed.

Who has choices need not choose. We must, who have none. We can love but what we lose-- What is gone is gone.

All the king's horses and all the king's men can't put the past together again. So let's remember: Don't try to saw sawdust.

I try not to remember the life that I didn’t want to lose but lost and have to remember

And no. I must not go on thinking. For the pain will never go away. You just go on and live. In the dust of desertion. Still falling where last I loved.

Were it not better to forget than to remember and regret?

I no longer want reminders of what was, what got broken, what got lost, what got wasted.

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.