More quotes by John Steinbeck
In utter loneliness a writer tries to explain the inexplicable.
Sometimes a kind of glory lights up the mind of a man. It happens to nearly everyone.
Good God, what a mess of draggle-tail impulses a man is — and a woman too, I guess.
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Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is wing'd Cupid painted blind.
To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three parts dead.
Not for the body, but for the heart; companion and company are needed.
Love seldom haunts the breast where learning lies,
And Venus sets ere Mercury can rise.
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