What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. – John Steinbeck
I hate cameras. They are so much more sure than I am about everything. – John Steinbeck
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness. – John Steinbeck
I hate cameras. They are so much more sure than I am about everything. – 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
Many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased. – John Steinbeck
Things happen too quickly, crisis follows crisis, the soil of our minds is perpetually disturbed. Each of us, to relieve his feelings, broadcasts his own running commentary on the preposterous and bewildering events of the hour: and this, nowadays, is what passes for conversation. – Jan Struther, Mrs. Miniver, 1930s