Flynn Cormac Quotes

In the bar, the jukebox comes on. Molley must be trying to drown out the sounds of raised voices. I move toward her, unable to resist; her eyes are wet, her face flushed, and I can finally look at her, want her, let myself touch her without grief turning everything to ashes in my mouth. ~ Amie Kaufman

My throat closes up then, and we're both silent, with only the rain on the roof to break up the quiet. I study the girl I knew, another casualty of this fight, wondering how the wounds of it will mark her.
"Clear skies, Sof." It's all I have left to say.
"Clear skies," she whispers. "I hope you find what you're looking for. ~ Amie Kaufman

on the way to the beauty parlor. ~ Gillian Flynn

Anyone can love a rose, but it takes a lot to love a leaf. ~ Tom Flynn

He said that even the damned in hell have the community of their suffering and he thought that he'd guessed out likewise for the living a nominal grief like a grange from which disaster and ruin are proportioned by laws of equity too subtle for divining. ~ Cormac McCarthy

I don't know who I am, and who I'm not, I don't know who I'm supposed to be, and I miss who I was; I miss it every day, Kate, but there's no place for that August anymore. No place for the version of me who wanted to go to school, and have a life, and feel human, because this world doesn't need that August. It needs someone else. ~ Victoria Schwab

It's every asshole's mantra: I married a psycho bitch. But I got a small, nasty bite of gratification: I really did marry a genuine, bona fide psycho bitch. Nick, meet your wife: the world's foremost mindfucker. ~ Gillian Flynn

What a generous thing that is, I realize, for a husband to try to make his wife laugh. ~ Gillian Flynn

When you're a kid you have these notions about how things are goin to be, Billy said. You get a little older and you pull back some on that. I think you just wind up tryin to minimize the pain. Anyway this country aint the same. Nor anything in it. The war changed everthing. I dont think people even know it yet. ~ Cormac McCarthy

I'm not a big drinker. I don't really drink at all. But my dad and his pals will want to have a good swally because their nerves will be in some state, man! ~ Charlie Flynn

That's how screwed up you are, I thought. Your idea of adulthood still comes from picturebooks. ~ Gillian Flynn

The passing of armies and the passing of sands in the desert are one. ~ Cormac McCarthy

Glass flowers exploding. Slow trail of colors down the sky like stains dispersing in the sea, candescent polyps extinguished in the depths. ~ Cormac McCarthy

Imagine the righteous dismay when Ann arrived. She got slapped with some family name - didn't even get the extra e to ornament it a bit. ~ Gillian Flynn

Rapunzel:I've been looking out of a window for eighteen years, dreaming about what I might feel like when those lights rise in the sky. What if it's not everything I dreamed it would be?
Flynn Rider: It will be.
Rapunzel: And what if it is? What do I do then?
Flynn Rider: Well,that's the good part I guess. You get to go find a new dream. ~ Tangled

My life has begun to feel like an epilogue. ~ Gillian Flynn

Luke and his timing tapped me on the shoulder. What was I going to say to the best friend I ever had? Too bad you're an idiot and broke up with her, it's my turn. No, that wouldn't go over well. ~ Shannon Dermott

It was the nature of his profession that his experience with death should be greater than for most and he said that while it was true that time heals bereavement it does so only at the cost of the slow extinction of those loved ones from the heart's memory which is the sole place of their abode then or now. Faces fade, voices dim. Seize them back, whispered the sepulturero. Speak with them. Call their names. Do this and do not let sorrow die for it is the sweetening of every gift. ~ Cormac McCarthy

He sat a long time and he thought about his life and how little of it he could ever have foreseen and he wondered for all his will and all his intent how much of it was his doing. ~ Cormac McCarthy

Adora changed her color scheme from peach to yellow. She promised me she'd take me to the fabric store so I can make new coverings to match. This dollhouse is my fancy." She almost made it sound natural, my fancy. The words floated out of her mouth sweet and round like butterscotch, murmured with just a tilt of her head, but the phrase was definitely my mother's. Her little doll, learning to speak just like Adora.
"Looks like you do a very good job with it," I said, and motioned a weak wave good-bye.
"Thank you," she said. Her eyes focused on my room in the dollhouse. A small finger poked the bed. "I hope you enjoy your stay here," she murmured into the room, as if she were addressing a tiny Camille no one could see. ~ Gillian Flynn

Small unexpected acts of kindness are the building blocks of greatness. Start your day with a smile and see where it takes you ... ~ Edwin Lionel Flynn

Ah me, thou Destiny, Giver of evil gifts. ~ Cormac McCarthy

I was lying in bed thinking of killing myself, a hobby of mine. ~ Gillian Flynn

The dead boy in his arms hung with his head back and those partly opened eyes beheld nothing at all out of that passing landscape of street or wall or paling sky or the figures of the children who stood blessing themselves in the gray light. This man and his burden passed on forever out of that nameless crossroads and the women stepped once more into the street and the children followed and all continued on to their appointed places which as some believe were chosen long ago even to the beginning of the world. ~ Cormac McCarthy

What you fear your whole life comes to pass. You end up living toward it, you spend your life running from it but your foot is nailed to the sidewalk. You circle around it until you wear yourself own. ~ Nick Flynn

Sometimes it is all too loud. ~ Gillian Flynn

Men believe the cure for war is war as the curandero prescribes the serpent's flesh for its bite. ~ Cormac McCarthy

I've made six or seven good films. The others, not so good. ~ Errol Flynn

but resonant and deep. ~ Clare Flynn

The freedom of birds is an insult to me. ~ Cormac McCarthy

He slept and in his sleep he saw his friends again and they were coming downriver on muddy floodwaters, Hoghead and the City Mouse and J-Bone and Bearhunter and Bucket and Boneyard and J D Davis and Earl Solomon, all watching him where he stood on the shore. They turned gently in their rubber bullboat, bobbing slightly on the broad and ropy waters, their feet impinging in the floor of the thing with membraneous yellow tracks. They glided past somberly. Out of a lightless dawn receding, past the pale daystar. A fog more obscure closed away their figures gone a sadder way by psychic seas across the Tarn of Acheron. From a rock in the river he waved them farewell but they did not wave back. ~ Cormac McCarthy

When someone dear to you is lost within the arms of the heaven,they tell you to live without them. But when someone sucks the oxygen out of you, no one can dare to ask you to live without them. ~ Andy Flynn

How surely are the dead beyond death. Death is what the living carry with them. A state of dread, like some uncanny foretaste of a bitter memory. But the dead do not remember and nothingness is not a curse. Far from it. ~ Cormac McCarthy

In the toils of orgasm - she said, she said - she'd be whelmed in a warm green sea through which, dulled by the murk of it, pass a series of small suns like the footlights of a revolving stage, an electric carousel wheeling in a green ether. Envy's color is the color of her pleasuring, and what is the color of grief? Is it black as they say? And anger always red? The color of that sad shade of ennui called blue is blue but blue unlike the sky or sea, a bitter blue, rue-tinged, discolored at the edges. The color of a blind man's noon is white, and is his nighttime too? And does he feel it with his skin like a fish? Does he have blues, are they bridal and serene, or yellows, sunlike or urinous, does he remember? Neural colors like the fleeting tones of dreams. The color of this life is water. ~ Cormac McCarthy

Hans clacked his side-lips. "Do you have the sentence in your head that tomorrow's procession will halt this pest of yours, that it will bar the small-lives from the High Woods?"
"If it is as you say, no. No more than prayer can stay a charging horse. But that is not why we pray. God is no cheap juggler as to play for a pfennig. ~ Michael Flynn

Cute kids, really cute clothes. I'd just created a tagline for Wind Gaps' li'l shoppers. ~ Gillian Flynn

They sat on a bench and Sproule held his wounded arm to his chest and rocked back and forth and blinked in the sun. What do you want to do? said the kid. Get a drink of water. Other than that. I dont know. You want to try and head back? To Texas? I don't know where else. We'd never make it. Well you say. I aint got no say. He was coughing again. He held his chest with his good hand and sat as if he'd get his breath. What have you got, a cold? I got consumption. Consumption? He nodded. I come out here for my health. ~ Cormac McCarthy

He'd been going out with his right hand for so long they were practically common law spouses. ~ Avery Flynn

To be honest, in my five years as an electrician, I never got the license. ~ Nick Flynn

Sorry. Don't need sorry. Not in this house. Sorry laid the hearth here. Sorry ways and sorry people and heavensent grief and heartache to make you pine for your death. ~ Cormac McCarthy

This is my child, he said. I wash a dead man's brains out of his hair. That is my job. ~ Cormac McCarthy

I've dated men my age, younger than me and older. The only difference is the young ones are quicker at taking out the garbage. ~ Lara Flynn Boyle

I ain't got an original thought in my head. If it ain't got the scent of divinity to it, I ain't interested in it ~ Cormac McCarthy

Whoever taught my mother the phrase stud muffin should be prosecuted ~ Flynn Meaney

Thank you, Gillian Flynn, for quoting The Sure Thing- Nick's the kind of guy you can drink a beer with, the kind of guy who doesn't mind if you puke in his car. Nick! ~ Gillian Flynn

I never knew I was capable of being ridiculous over a man. It's a relief. ~ Gillian Flynn

The wind sounded of Mother Earth's forsaken and abandoned cries. ~ Cormac McCarthy