And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? Waking in the cold dawn it all turned to ash instantly. — Cormac McCarthy, The Road
Download Customize

And the dreams so rich in color. How else would death call you? 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
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
death dreams

More “Death” Quotes

My best day ever. Got up. Had breakfast. Came to school. Bored, as usual. Wishing I wasn't there, like usual. Kids ignor — Rachel Ward, Numbers
Warmblood now a bloodborne death,Will rob your body of it's breathMark your skin and seal your fate The Underland become — Suzanne Collins, Gregor and the Curse of the Warmbloods
Mithorden said it well," she said finally. "It's worshipping death. They say they follow light. But, in the end, they're — Robert Fanney
He made me feel unhinged . . . like he could take me apart and put me back together again and again. — Chelsie Shakespeare
The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death. — Guy de Maupassant, The Complete Short Stories of Guy de Maupassant, Part One
I've changed my ways a little, I cannot nowRun with you in the evenings along the shore,Except in a kind of dream, and y — Robinson Jeffers
Did she say anything before she died?" he asked."Yes," the surgeon said. "She said, 'Forgive him'""Forgive him?" my fath — Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
What are the dead, anyway, but waves and energy? Light shining from a dead star?That, by the way, is a phrase of Julian' — Donna Tartt, The Secret History
I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die. — Eloisa James, When Beauty Tamed the Beast
War is not just the business of death, it is the antitheses of life. — Joss Whedon
She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little d — George R.R. Martin, A Dance with Dragons
It's okay if you want to go. Everyone wants you to stay. I want you to stay more than I've ever wanted anything in my li — Gayle Forman