Cormac McCarthy Quotes About Creation

Quotes about: Creation

• Only now is the child finally divested of all that he has been. His origins are become remote as is his destiny and not again in all the world's turning will there be terrains so wild and barbarous to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Children, Heart, Destiny

  Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.5, Pan Macmillan

• They rode on and the sun in the east flushed pale streaks of light and then a deeper run of color like blood seeping up in sudden reaches flaring planewise and where the earth drained up into the sky at the edge of creation the top of the sun rose out of nothing like the head of a great red phallus until it cleared the unseen rim and sat squat and pulsing and malevolent behind them.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Running, Light, Blood

  Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.47, Pan Macmillan

• The universe is no narrow thing and the order within it is not constrained by any latitude in its conception to repeat what exists in one part in any other part. Even in this world more things exist without our knowledge than with it and the order in creation which you see is that which you have put there, like a string in a maze, so that you shall not lose your way. For existence has its own order and that no man’s mind can compass, that mind itself being but a fact among others.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Men, Order, Mind

  Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.258, Pan Macmillan

• Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Creation, Existence, Consent

  Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.209, Pan Macmillan

• Whatever exists, he said. Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent. He looked about at the dark forest in which they were bivouacked. He nodded toward the specimens he'd collected. These anonymous creatures, he said, may seem little or nothing in the world. Yet the smallest crumb can devour us. Any smallest thing beneath yon rock out of men's knowing. Only nature can enslave man and only when the existence of each last entity is routed out and made to stand naked before him will he be properly suzerain of the earth.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Dark, Men, Rocks

  Cormac McCarthy (2015). “Blood Meridian: Picador Classic”, p.209, Pan Macmillan

• He rocked in the swells, floating like the first germ of life adrift on the earth's cooling seas, formless macule of plasm trapped in a vapor drop and all creation yet to come.

  Cormac McCarthy

  Sea, Vapor, Firsts

• facebook
• twitter
• googleplus
• email
• linkedin

• facebook
• twitter
• googleplus
• email
• linkedin