Gray vines coiled leftward in this northern hemisphere, what winds them shapes the dogwhelk's shell. Autore: Cormac McCarthy Copy Quote More from Cormac McCarthy “Your kinda weirded out, ain't ya?” “Men of God and men of war have strange affinities.” “Probably I dont believe in a lot of things that I used to believe in but that d…” “You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.”