John Steinbeck
John Steinbeck
John Ernst Steinbeck, Jr.was an American author of twenty-seven books, including sixteen novels, six non-fiction books, and five collections of short stories. He is widely known for the comic novels Tortilla Flatand Cannery Row, the multi-generation epic East of Eden, and the novellas Of Mice and Menand The Red Pony. The Pulitzer Prize-winning The Grapes of Wrath is considered Steinbeck's masterpiece and part of the American literary canon. In the first 75 years after it was published, it sold 14...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth27 February 1902
CountryUnited States of America
The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also.
The American girl makes a servant of her husband and then finds him contemptible for being a servant
The cars of the migrant people crawled out of the side roads onto the great cross-country highway, and they took the migrant way to the West.... And because they were lonely and perplexed, because they had all come from a place of sadness and worry and defeat, and because they were all going to a mysterious new place, ... a strange thing happened: the twenty families became one family, the children were the children of all. The loss of home became one loss, and the golden time in the West was one dream.
The misery stayed, not thought about but aching away, and sometimes I would have to ask myself, Why do I ache? Men can get used to anything, but it takes time.
With a few exceptions people don't want money. They want luxury and they want love and they want admiration.
There's nothing sadder to me than associations held together by nothing but the glue of postage stamps. If you can't see or hear or touch a man, it's best to let him go.
They successfully combined piracy and puritanism, which aren't so unlike when you come right down to it. Both had a strong dislike for opposition and both had a roving eye for other people's property.
To a monster the norm must seem monstrous, since everyone is normal to himself.
We think of strangers as stronger and better than we are.
When you know a friend is there you do not go to see him. Then he's gone and you blast your conscience to shreds that you did not see him.
That man who is more then his elements knows the land that is more than its analysis.
Maybe not having time to think is not having the wish to think.
Misfortune is a fact of nature acceptable to women, especially when it falls on other women.