His subtle obsession with uniqueness troubled all his dreams. Autore: Cormac McCarthy Copy Quote More from Cormac McCarthy “That night he dreamt of horses in a field on a high plain where the spring rain…” “The lights of Knoxville quaked in a faint penumbra to the west as must the ruin…” “and for a moment he held out his hands as if to steady himself or as if to bles…” “Men say they only learn this but he said that no creature can learn that which …”