“The weight of knowledge is too great for one mind to absorb.”
John Steinbeck“A strange species we are, We can stand anything God and nature can throw at us save only plenty. If I wanted to destroy a nation, I would give it too much, and I would have it on its knees, miserable, greedy, sick. --John Steinbeck to Adlai Stevenson”
John Steinbeck“I wanta buy stuff. Stuff I don't need... Stuff settin' out there, you jus' feel like buyin' it whether you need it or not.-Uncle John”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath“There’s a passage in John Steinbeck’s “East of Eden” that does a pretty good job describing California’s rainfall patterns:The water came in a 30-year cycle. There would be five to six wet and wonderful years when there might be 19 to 25 inches of rain, and the land would shout with grass. Then would come six or seven pretty good years of 12 to 16 inches of rain. And then the dry years would come ...”
John Steinbeck, East of Eden“I guess there are never enough books.”
John Steinbeck, A John Steinbeck Encyclopedia“The one-eyed man watched them go, and then he went through the iron shed to his shack behind. It was dark inside. He felt his way to the mattress on the floor, and he stretched out and cried in his bed, and the cars whizzing by on the highway only strengthened the walls of his loneliness.”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath“Money does not change the sickness, only the symptoms.”
John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent“The weight of knowledge is too great for one mind to absorb.”
John Steinbeck, East of Eden“Why, Tom - us people will go on livin' when all them people is gone. Why, Tom, we're the people that live. They ain't gonna wipe us out. Why, we're the people - we go on.''We take a beatin' all the time.''I know.' Ma chuckled. 'Maybe that makes us tough. Rich fellas come up an' they die, an' their kids ain't no good, an' they die out. But, Tom, we keep a-comin'. Don' you fret none, Tom. A different time's comin'.”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath“Look out for luck. You can't trus' luck.”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath“I climb fences when i got fences to climb.”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath