Once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. You could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. They smelled of moss in your hand. Polished and muscular and torsional. On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a thing which could not be put back. Not be made right again. In the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.
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If war is not holy man is nothing but antic clay.
man war
Maybe it's like Mac says. Ever man winds up with the horse that suits him.
friendship-and-love horse man
You think people was meaner than they are now? The deputy said. No, the old man said, I don't. I think people are the same from the day God first made one.
man people
Billy asked him if such men as had stole his eyes were only products of the war but the blind man said that since war itself was their very doing that could hardly be the case.
man men products war
My daddy always told me to just do the best you knew how and tell the truth. He said there was nothin to set a man's mind at ease like wakin up in the morning and not havin to decide who you were.
man mind truth
Only nature can enslave man and only when the existence of each last entity is routed out and made to stand naked before him will he be properly suzerain of the earth. --The judge.
man nature
What have you got that a man could drink with just a minimum risk of blindness and death.
death man
He can neither read nor write and in him already there broods a taste for mindless violence. All history present in that visage, the child the father of the man.
history man
The man sat watching the road, the weedstem twirling in his mouth and the threadthin shadow of it going long and short upon his face like a sundial's hand beneath a sun berserk.
man
A man's at odds to know his mind cause his mind is aught he has to know it with.
man mind
I can man anything that eats. Get me a piece of jerky. -- John Joel Glanton.
What man would not be a dancer if he could, said the judge. It's a great thing, the dance.
dance man
Toadvine sat with his boots crossed before the fire. No man can acquaint himself with everything on this earth, he said.
You can find meanness in the least of creatures, but when God made man the devil was at his elbow.