Derelict Space

Category: Cormac McCarthy

If War is Not Holy, Man is Nothing but Antic Clay

by ds1881

“Every day men must electrify their nerves to a fearless pride! … Men must stake their lives on a single cast, not watching for cheating croupiers or checking the balance of the roulettes, but bending over the vast green carpets of war, sheltered by the luck-bearing lamp of the sun. The soul must—must, do you understand?— launch the body into the flames against the enemy, like a fireship, against the eternal enemy that we would have to invent if it didn’t exist.” F. T. Marinetti, Let’s Murder the Moonlight!

A Genius for War

by D

“It makes no difference what men think of war, said the judge. War endures. As well ask men what they think of stone. War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner. That is the way it was and will be. That way and not some other way.” Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian.