"They were watching, out
there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning
and whales ferry their vast souls through
the black and seamless sea."
Cormac McCarthy
Blood Meridian or the Evening Redness in the West
"They were watching, out
there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning
and whales ferry their vast souls through
the black and seamless sea."
Cormac McCarthy
Blood Meridian or the Evening Redness in the West
"The truth about the world, he said, is that
anything is possible. Had you not seen it all
from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness
it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick
in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopulate with chimeras
having neither analogue nor precedent, an
itinerant carnival, a migratory tentshow
whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in many a mudded field
is unspeakable and calamitous beyond reckoning."
Cormac McCarthy
Blood Meridian or the Evening Redness in the West
"Antony,
Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once
Was beaten from Modena, where thou slew’st
Hirsius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel
Did famine follow, whom thou fought’st against,
Though daintily brought up, with patience more
Than savages could suffer. Thou didst drink
The stale of horses and the gilded puddle
Which beasts would cough at. Thy palate then did
deign
The roughest berry on the rudest hedge.
Yea, like the stag when snow the pasture sheets,
The barks of trees thou browsèd. On the Alps
It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh
Which some did die to look on. And all this—
It wounds thine honor that I speak it now—
Was borne so like a soldier that thy cheek
So much as lanked not."
William Shakespeare
Antony And Cleopatra, Act 1 Scene 4