OTHER

There are other good guys. You said so.
Yes.
So where are they?
They're hiding.
Who are they hiding from?
From each other.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

SURVIVORS

I dont want anybody talking about me. To say where I was or what I said when I was there. I mean, you could talk about me maybe. But nobody could say that it was me. I think in time like these the less said the better. If something had happened and we were survivors and we met on the road then we'd have something to talk about. But we're not. So we dont.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

PROPHETS

How would you know if you are the last man on earth? he said.
I dont guess you would know it. You'd just be.
Nobody would know it.
It wouldnt make any difference. When you die it's the same if everybody else did too.
I guess God would know it. Is that it?
There is no God.
No?
There is no God and we are his prophets.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

BELIEVE

How long have you been on the road?
I was always on the road. You cant stay in one place.
How do you live?
I just keep going. I knew this was coming.
You knew it was coming?
Yeah. This or something like it. I always believed in it.
Did you try to get ready for it?
No. What would you do?
I dont know.
People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didnt believe in that. Tomorrow wasnt getting ready for them. It didnt even know they were there.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

GOALS

He looked at his father. What are our long term goals? he said.
What?
Our long term goals.
Where did you hear that?
I dont know.
No, where did you?
You said it.
When?
A long time ago.
What was the answer?
I dont know.
Well. I dont either. Come on. It's getting dark.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

VACUUM

He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

PALMFUL

He lay there a long time, lifting up the water to his mouth a palmful at a time. Nothing in his memory anywhere of anything so good.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

LA MOSSA SUCCESSIVA

Quella sera mi ritrovai in piedi in mezzo al salotto di casa mia. Avevo preparato la cena e l'avevo mangiata, poi mi era venuto in mente che potevo pulire la casa. Ma mentre stavo andando a prendere la scopa mi ero fermata all'improvviso, attratta dal vuoto al centro della stanza. Volevo vedere se ero in grado di ripartire. Nauralmente conoscevo già la risposta. Più rimanevo lì, più ci sarei rimasta. Era una situazione intricata e graduale. Sembrava che non stessi facendo nulla, ma in realtà ero indaffarata quanto un fisico o un politico. Stavo studiando la mia prossima mossa strategica. Che la mossa successiva fosse sempre quella di non muovermi non semplificava le cose.
(Miranda July | Roy Spivey, Internazionale n.725)

NIKANDER

'Non voglio niente da nessuno, io! Mi chiamo Nikander. Ex macellaio, ora autista della nettezza urbana. Denti e stomaco malandati, fegato così così. Della testa non c'è da vantarsi. Inutile chiedermi cosa voglio.'
(Matti Pellonpää | Ombre In Paradiso, di Aki Kaurismäki)

BRUCE LEE

-Face it, you hate every single boy on the face of the earth!
-That's not true, I just hate all this obnoxious, extroverted, pseudo-bohemian art-school losers!
-Name one guy who lives up to your standards... Yuo haven't said anything nice about a boy since you got over your Bruce Lee obesession!
(Daniel Clowes | Ghost World)

BIRDS

The world shrinking down about a raw core of parsible entities. The names of things slowly following those things into oblivion. Colors. The name of birds. Finally the names of things one belived to be true.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

FORMLESS

A formless music for the age to come. Or perhaps the last music on earth called up from out the ashes of its ruin.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

UNSEEN

The unseen sun cast no shadow.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

AINT

Are you a doctor?
I'm not anything.
[...]
Let's go.
I aint going nowheres.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

LATER

No list of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

ROSE

The small wad of burning paper drew down to a wisp of flame and then died out leaving a faint pattern for just a moment in the incandescence like the shape of a flower, a molten rose. Then all was dark again.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

DRUM

The thin drum of rain on the metal roof and the slow darkness falling over everything.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

NEVER

Query: How does the never to be differ from what never was?
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

EVER

Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

FRESCOES

Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. Like certain ancient frescoes entombed for centuries suddenly exposed to the day.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

FRAME

She held his hand in her lap and he could feel the tops of her stockings through the thin stuff of her summer dress. Freeze this frame. Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

FADING

He thought if he lived long enough the world at least would all be lost. Like the dying world the newly blind inhabit, all of it slowly fading from memory.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

PERFECT

By then it was already evening. Just the slow periodic rack and shuffle of the oarlocks. The lake dark glass and windowlights coming on along the shore. A radio somewhere. This was the perfect day of his childhood. This the day to shape the days upon.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

ENTIRE

Are you okay? he said. The boy nodded. Then they set out along the blacktop in the gun-metal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)

CALENDAR

He thought the month was October but he wasnt sure. He hadnt kept a calendar for years. They were moving south. There'd be no surviving another winter here.
(Cormac McCarthy | The Road)