Cormac McCarthy: "Menjelang petang, semua langit di utara sudah gelap...

"Menjelang petang, semua langit di utara sudah gelap dan daerah yang mereka lewati berubah warna menjadi abu-abu netral sejauh mata memandang. Mereka berkelompok di jalan di puncak sebuah tanjakan dan melihat ke belakang. Badai depan menjulang di atas mereka dan angin sejuk di wajah mereka yang berkeringat. Mereka merosot bermata merah di pelana mereka dan saling memandang. Terselubung dalam guntur hitam, petir yang jauh bercahaya seperti pengelasan terlihat melalui asap pengecoran. Seolah-olah perbaikan sedang berlangsung di suatu tempat yang cacat di tengah kegelapan dunia."

--- Cormac McCarthy

Versi Bahasa Inggris

By early evening all the sky to the north had darkened and the spare terrain they trod had turned a neuter gray as far as the eye could see. They grouped in the road at the top of a rise and looked back. The storm front towered above them and the wind was cool on their sweating faces. They slumped bleary-eyed in their saddles and looked at one another. Shrouded in the black thunderheads the distant lightning glowed mutely like welding seen through foundry smoke. As if repairs were under way at some flawed place n the iron dark of the world.