Cormac McCarthy does it again

I recently finished reading McCarthy's "All The Pretty Horses" and some lines towards the end caught my eye...

"...he felt wholly alien to the world although he loved it still. He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought the world's heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world's pain and it's beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower."

If that isn't the truth, I don't know what is. It certainly fits into my worldview anyhow.

I wouldn't recommend this book over "The Road" or "Blood Meridian" but it was a definitely a good read.