I believe it's the end of the world.
What?
Harrogate was looking at the pavement. He said it again.
Look at me, Suttree said.
He looked up. Sad pinched face, streaked with grime.
Are you serious?
Well what do you think about it?
Suttree laughed.
It aint funny, said Harrogate.
You're funny, you squirrely son of a bitch. Do you think the world will end just because you're cold?
It aint just me. It's cold all over.
It's not cold by Rufus's stove. Now get your ass up there. I'll see you later.
Cormac McCarthy