the last book I ever read (The Passenger by Cormac McCarthy, excerpt seven)

from The Passenger by Cormac McCarthy:

Was drinking a problem?

I don’t know. I guess I’d have to say it was. I’d wake up in strange places. I woke up one time in somebody’s parked car and I thought, well, what if you woke up dead? That kind of got to me. I mean, do you think if you died drunk you’d sober up before you met Jesus?

Good question. I don’t know.

I thought about that. Standin in front of him drunk. What would he say. Hell, what would you say?

I guess I dont think your soul gets drunk.

Webb thought about that. Well, he said. Maybe yours dont.