I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.
JOHN STEINBECKI find out of long experience that I admire all nations and hate all governments
More John Steinbeck Quotes
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It’s almost impossible to read a fine thing without wanting to do a fine thing.
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Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and learn how to handle them, and pretty soon you have a dozen.
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Teaching might even be the greatest of the arts since the medium is the human mind and spirit.
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American married life is the doormat to the whorehouse.
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I believe that love cannot be bought except with love.
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I find out of long experience that I admire all nations and hate all governments
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To be alive at all is to have scars.
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You’re bound to get ideas if you go thinkin’ about stuff.
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To finish is sadness to a writer — a little death. He puts the last word down and it is done. But it isn’t really done. The story goes on and leaves the writer behind, for no story is ever done.
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Somewhere in the world there is a defeat for everyone. Some are destroyed by defeat, and some made small and mean by victory. Greatness lives in one who triumphs equally over defeat and victory.
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When a man comes to die, no matter what his talents and influences and genius, if he dies unloved his life must be a failure to him and his dying a cold horror.
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Always dream and shoot higher than you know you can do, Try to be better than yourself.
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The craft or art of writing is the clumsy attempt to find symbols for the wordlessness.
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The free exploring mind of the individual human is the most valuable thing in the world.
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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.
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