Carry the fire. - Cormac McCarthy, The Road
"Carry the fire."
"Carry the fire."
"Then he just knelt in the ashes. He raised his face to the paling day. Are you there? he whispered. Will I see you at the last? Have you a neck by which to throttle you? Have you a heart? Damn you eternally have you a soul? Oh God, he whispered, Oh God."
"Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave."
"People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn't believe in that. Tomorrow wasn't getting ready for them. It didn't even know they were there."
"Every day is a lie. But you are dying. That is not a lie."
"Keep a little fire burning; however small, however hidden."