A sad soul can kill you quicker than a germ. – John Steinbeck
It has always been my private conviction that any man who pits his intelligence against a fish and loses has it coming. – John Steinbeck
A sad soul can kill you quicker than a germ. – John Steinbeck
It has always been my private conviction that any man who pits his intelligence against a fish and loses has it coming. – John Steinbeck
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. – John Steinbeck
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. – John Steinbeck