"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
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