my favorite quote from "ALL THE PRETTY HORSES": In his sleep he could hear the horses stepping among the rocks and he could hear them drink from the shallow pools in the dark where the rocks lay smooth and rectilinear as the stones af ancient ruins and the water from their muzzles dripped and ring like water dripping in a well and in his sleep he dreamt of horses and the horses in his dream moved gravely among the tilted stones like horses come upon an antique site where some ordering of the world had failed and if anything had been written on the stones the weather had taken it away again and the horses were wary and moved with great circumspection carrying in their blood as they did the recollection of this and other places where horses once had been and would be again...Finally what he saw in his dream was that the order in the horses heart was more durable for it was written in a place where no rain could erase it...
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