“There were frogs all right, thousands of them. Their voices beat the night, they boomed and barked and croaked and rattled. They sang to the stars, to the waning moon, to the waving grasses. They bellowed long songs and challenges.” — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“That is the way it is done, the way it has always been done. Frogs have every right to expect it will always be done that way.” — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
