Originally posted by silent thunder
If TS really does HTF, hold on to your memories of the good times because they will help you get through.
From daydreams on the road there was no waking. He plodded on. He could remember everything of her save her scent. Seated in a theatre with her beside
him leaning forward listening to the music. Gold scrollwork and sconces and the tall columnar folds of the drapes at either side of the stage. 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
Oh man you are SO right. That quote was one of many that really stayed with me and strikes such a profound chord in me.
That, and the much darker quote:
"This is my son. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job"
Just wow... powerful stuff. "Now call down your dark and your cold and be damned"
[edit on 11-2-2010 by Nomad451]