John Steinbeck

John Steinbeck
John Ernst Steinbeck, Jr.was an American author of twenty-seven books, including sixteen novels, six non-fiction books, and five collections of short stories. He is widely known for the comic novels Tortilla Flatand Cannery Row, the multi-generation epic East of Eden, and the novellas Of Mice and Menand The Red Pony. The Pulitzer Prize-winning The Grapes of Wrath is considered Steinbeck's masterpiece and part of the American literary canon. In the first 75 years after it was published, it sold 14...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth27 February 1902
CountryUnited States of America
The study of history, while it does not endow with prophecy, may indicate lines of probability.
You can't slice up morals.
Fearful and unprepared, we have assumed lordship over the life or death of the whole world, of all living things.
Humanity has been passing through a gray and desolate time of confusion.
I can understand why a system built on a pattern must try to destroy the free mind, for that is one thing which can by inspection destroy such a system. Surely I can understand this, and I hate it and I will fight against it to preserve the one thing that separates us from the uncreative beasts. If the glory can be killed, we are lost.
But most important of all, the truth, that dangerous stuff, became beautiful and more precious.
You ain't worth a greased lack pin to ram you into hell.
I seen too many guys with land in their head. They never get none under their hand.
Saints can spring from any soil.
(Suicide) takes some doing, with maybe pain and maybe hell.
Niagara Falls is very nice. I'm very glad I saw it, because from now on if I am asked whether I have seen Niagara Falls I can say yes, and be telling the truth for once.
The difficulty of course is that I like women. It is only wives I am in trouble with.
Once I knew the City very well, spent my attic days there, while others were being a lost generation in Paris, I fledged in San Francisco, climbed its hills. slept in its parks, worked on its docks, marched and shouted in its revolts~ It had been to me in the days of my poverty and it did not resent my temporary solvency.
It must be a hard thing to kill a man you don't know and don't hate.