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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I'm youth, I'm joy, I'm a little bird that has broken out of the egg.
Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead for the future.
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