She put her cigarettes in her purse and looked at him. I'll tell you somethin, Sheriff. Nineteen is old enough to know that if you have got somethin that means the world to you it's all that more likely it'll get took away. Sixteen was, for that matter. I think about that.
Bell nodded. I ain't a stranger to them thoughts, Carla Jean. Them thoughts is very familiar to me.
--No Country for Old Men
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