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A city on hills has it over flat-land places. . . . This gold and white acropolis rising wave on wave against the blue of the Pacific sky was a stunning thing, a painted thing, like a picture of a mediaeval Italian city which can never have existed.

— John Steinbeck Travels With Charley (1962)

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No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself.

The Winter of Our Discontent (1961)

In utter loneliness a writer tries to explain the inexplicable.

Journal of a Novel (1969)

Sometimes a kind of glory lights up the mind of a man. It happens to nearly everyone.

East of Eden (1952)

Good God, what a mess of draggle-tail impulses a man is — and a woman too, I guess.

The Winter of Our Discontent (1961)

Our species is the only creative species, and it has only one creative instrument, the individual mind and spirit of a man.

East of Eden (1952)

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