“He shook his head. You’re asking that I made myself vulnerable and that I can’t never do. I have one way to live. It doesn’t allow for special cases. A cion toss perhaps. In this case to small purpose. Most people don’t believe that there can be such a person. You can see what a problem that must be for them. How to prevail over that which you refuse to acknowledge the existence of. Do you understand? When I came into your life your life was over. It had a beginning, a middle, and an end. This is the end. You can say that things could have turned out differently. That they could have been some other way. But what does that mean? They are not some other way. They are this way. You’re asking that I second say the world. Do you see?
Yes, she said, sobbing. I do. I truly do.
Good, he said. That’s good. Then he shot her.”
No country for old men
CORMAC McCARTHY
Vintage, 2005
309 págs.
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