86 ordspråk av John Steinbeck
John Steinbeck
Syntax, my lad. It has been restored to the highest place in the republic.
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Texas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession. Above all, Texas is a nation in every sense of the word. And there's an opening convey of generalities. A Texan outside of Texas is a foreigner.
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Texas is not a state -- it's a state of mind.
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The American girl makes a servant of her husband and then finds him contemptible for being a servant
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The discipline of the written word punishes both stupidity and dishonesty.
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The Grapes of Wrath,
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The impulse of the American woman to geld her husband and castrate her sons is very strong.
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The justice system has opened a revolving door to let repeat offenders out of custody. These people are predators, and they are preying on our children.
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The new American finds his challenge and his love in the traffic-choked streets, skies nested in smog, choking with the acids of industry, the screech of rubber and houses leashed in against one another while the town lets wither a time and die.
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The profession of book writing makes horse racing seem like a solid, stable business.
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The sound of a jet, an engine warming up, even the clopping of shod hooves on pavement brings on the ancient shudder, the dry mouth and vacant eye, the hot palms and the churn of stomach high up under the rib cage.
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The techniques of opening conversation are universal. I knew long ago and rediscovered that the best way to attract attention, help, and conversation is to be lost. A man who seeing his mother starving to death on a path kicks her in the stomach to clear the way, will cheerfully devote several hours of his time giving wrong directions to a total stranger who claims to be lost.
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The writer must believe that what he is doing is the most important thing in the world. And he must hold to this illusion even when he knows it is not true.
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There are some among us who live in rooms of experience we can never enter
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There used to be a thing or a commodity we put great store by. It was called the People. Find out where the People have gone. I don't mean the square-eyed toothpaste-and-hair-dye people or the new-car-or-bust people, or the success-and-coronary people. Maybe they never existed, but if there ever were the People, that's the commodity the Declaration was talking about, and Mr. Lincoln.
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