And she waited again at the front door with it open, poised between the maw of the dead and loveless house… — Cormac McCarthy

Don't flang him off the bluff, boys. Tain't christian.

Yes mam. I'm sorry you've had such troubles.

Mm-hmm. 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.

I've seen the meanness of humans till I dont know why God aint put out the sun and gone away.