3 December 2020 John Steinbeck The profession of book writing makes horse racing seem like a solid, stable business.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck I have come to believe that a great teacher is a great artist and that there are as few as there are any other great artists. Teaching might even be the greatest of the arts since the medium is the human mind and spirit.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck Many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck Power does not corrupt. Fear corrupts… perhaps the fear of a loss of power.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck Unless a reviewer has the courage to give you unqualified praise, I say ignore the bastard.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck Man, unlike anything organic or inorganic in the universe, grows beyond his work, walks up the stairs of his concepts, emerges ahead of his accomplishments.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck Men do change, and change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn, and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck Where does discontent start? You are warm enough, but you shiver. You are fed, yet hunger gnaws you. You have been loved, but your yearning wanders in new fields. And to prod all these there’s time, the Bastard Time.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck It has always been my private conviction that any man who puts his intelligence up against a fish and loses had it coming.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck Sectional football games have the glory and the despair of war, and when a Texas team takes the field against a foreign state, it is an army with banners.
3 December 2020 John Steinbeck No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself.
