“It’s a kind of heresy to say so, but I think our race has made forms more beautiful than what was here before us. Sometimes god’s handiwork is crude. There is no more ugly thing than a lobster. There’s not much pretty about a caribou. It has an ungainly walk and its touchhole voids droppings when it strains in harness. Was there a straight line on earth before we drew one?”— Marcel Theroux, Far North
In a book that’s easy to compare to Cormac McCarthy, this may be the most stylistically comparable line I happened to note down.