His folk are known for hewers of wood and drawers of water but in truth his father has been a schoolmaster… — Cormac McCarthy
His folk are known for hewers of wood and drawers of water but in truth his father has been a schoolmaster. He lies in drink, he quotes from poets whose names are now lost. [...]
The mother dead these fourteen years did incubate in her own bosom the creature who would carry her off. The father never speaks her name, the child does not know it. He has a sister in this world that he will not see again. He watches, pale and unwashed. He can neither read nor write and in him already there broods a taste for mindless violence. All history present in that visage, the child the father of the man.
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This is a terrible place to die in.
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