Quotes about Community
The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.
— Cormac McCarthy
Mr Suttree in what year did your greatuncle Jeffrey pass away? It was in 1884. Did he die by natural causes? No sir. And what were the circumstances surrounding his death? He was taking part in a public function when the platform gave way. Our information is that he was hanged for a homicide.
— Cormac McCarthy
The reverend waited for her to be seated and then he bowed his head and blessed the food and the table and the people sitting at it. He went on at some length and blessed everything all the way up to the country and then he blessed some other countries as well and he spoke about war and famine and the missions and other problems in the world with particular reference to Russia and the jews and cannibalism and he asked it all in Christ's name amen and raised up and reached for the cornbread.
— Cormac McCarthy
Every man is tabernacled in every other, and he in exchange and so on in an endless complexity of being and witness to the uttermost edge of the world.
— Cormac McCarthy
Concentrated populations of the deranged assume certain powers. It has an unsettling effect. You spend some time in a nuthouse and you'll see.
— Cormac McCarthy
For the sharing of bread is not such a simple thing nor is its acknowledgement. Whatever thanks be given, however spoke or written down.
— Cormac McCarthy
He keeps from off the king's road for fear of citizenry.
— Cormac McCarthy
They was some of em wound up just livin in the woods like animals. And that was a cold winter, too. People would see em crossin the road at night in the carlights. Whole families. Carryin blankets. Pots and pans. People tried to find em. Take em some flour and meal. Coffee. Maybe a little sidemeat. I think about those children. I do yet.
— Cormac McCarthy
Those people would take you in and put you up and feed you and feed your horse and cry when you left.
— Cormac McCarthy
Men are free when they are obeying some deep, inward voice of religious belief. Obeying from within. Men are free when they belong to a living, organic, believing community, active in fulfilling some unfulfilled, perhaps unrealized purpose. Not when they are escaping to some wild west. The most unfree souls go west, and shout of freedom.
— DH Lawrence
Lemon trees, like Italians, seem to be happiest when they are touching one another
— DH Lawrence
Sometimes a good husband came along with his family, peacefully. But usually the women and children were alone.
— DH Lawrence