“But some men are friends with the whole world in their hearts, and there are others that hate themselves and spread their… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“Maybe a specialist is only a coward, afraid to look out of his little cage. And think what any specialist misses—the whole… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
Fearful and unprepared, we have assumed lordship over the life or death of the whole world, of all living things. — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
...men in fear and hunger destroy their stomachs in the fight to secure certain food, where men hungering for love destroy everything… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“We must find him...Some harm will fall upon our friend in his craziness. We must search through the whole world until we… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
The sale of souls to gain the whole world is completely voluntary and almost unanimous...but not quite. — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“What can it profit a man to gain the whole world and to come to his property with a gastric ulcer, a… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
We have usurped many of the powers we once ascribed to God. Fearful and unprepared, we have assumed lordship over the life… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“The winter seemed reluctant to let go its bite. It hung on cold and wet and windy long after its time. And… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“Maybe the knowledge is too great and maybe men are growing too small. Maybe a specialist is only a coward, afraid to… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
...men in fear and hunger destroy their stomachs in the fight to secure certain food, where men hungering for love destroy everything… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“What can it profit a man to gain the whole world and to come to his property with a gastric ulcer, a… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“The tree-frog in the high pool in the mountain cleft, had he been endowed with human reason, on finding a cigarette butt… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“Sometimes a kind of glory lights up the mind of a man. It happens to nearly everyone. You can feel it growing… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“Mack and the boys, too, spinning in their orbits. They are the Virtues, the Graces, the Beauties of the hurried mangled craziness… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“Old Sam Hamilton saw this coming. He said there couldn’t be any more universal philosophers. The weight of knowledge is too great… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
Teaching might even be the greatest of the arts since the medium is the human mind and spirit. My three [great teachers] did not… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
“And now submarines are armed with mass murder, our silly, only way of deterring mass murder.” — John Steinbeck Copy Share
“I’d think there are degrees of greatness,” Adam said. “I don’t think so,” said Samuel. “That would be like saying there is a little… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
“He was forever inventing a new way of doing an old thing and doing it better and quicker, but he never in his whole… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
“You come back a changed man. Samuel, you don’t change him. He changes you. I can see the look of him in your face.”… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
I find out of long experience that I admire all nations and hate all governments — John Steinbeck Copy Share
At about 10 o'clock in the morning the sun threw a bright dust-laden bar through one of the side windows and in and out… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
I have noticed that there is no dissatisfaction like that of the rich. Feed a man, clothe him, put him in a good house,… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
Sometimes, a lie is told in kindness. I don't believe it ever works kindly. The quick pain of truth can pass away, but the… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
“Suddenly he knew joy and sorrow felted into one fabric. Courage and fear were one thing too. He found that he had started to… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
I am writing this from what we Americans call Yurrp. In Yurrp writers are taken as seriously as Lana Turner's legs are in America… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
I write because I like to write. I find joy in the texture and tone and rhythm of words. It is a satisfaction like… — John Steinbeck Copy Share
