Lanark County Roads- A Cormac McCarthy Dedication Photo Essay

PLEASE PLAY WHILE VIEWING PHOTOS–All photos by Linda Seccaspina

No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one’s heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes. So, he whispered to the sleeping boy. I have you.

— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.”
— Cormac McCarthy

                                     “What would you do if I died?
                                              If you died I would want to die too.
                                              So you could be with me?
                                              Yes. So I could be with you.
                                               Okay.”
                                            — Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“No lists of things to be done. The day providential to itself. The hour. There is no later. This is later. All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one’s heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

He thought if he lived long enough the world at last would be lost. Like the dying world the newly blind inhabit, all of it slowly fading from memory.
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

Listen to me, he said, when your dreams are of some world that never was or some world that never will be, and you’re happy again, then you’ll have given up. Do you understand? And you can’t give up, I won’t let you.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“When one has nothing left make ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were God he would have made the world just so and no different.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“If trouble comes when you least expect it then maybe the thing to do is to always expect it.”

— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“You have my whole heart. You always did.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world. Query: how does the never to be differ from what never was?
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)

“Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other’s world entire.”
— Cormac McCarthy (The Road)