Socialism never took root in America because the poor see themselves not as an exploited proletariat but as temporarily embarrassed millionaires.
JOHN STEINBECKHow can you frighten a man whose hunger is not only in his own cramped stomach but in the wretched bellies of his children? You can’t scare him–he has known a fear beyond every other.
More John Steinbeck Quotes
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Out of all this struggle a good thing is going to grow. That makes it worthwhile.
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Socialism is just another form of religion, and thus delusional.
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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.
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I find out of long experience that I admire all nations and hate all governments
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If you’re in trouble, or hurt or need – go to the poor people. They’re the only ones that’ll help – the only ones.
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I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.
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What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
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Girls have a way of knowing or feeling what you feel, but they usually like to hear it also.
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An unbelieved truth can hurt a man much more than a lie. It takes great courage to back truth unacceptable to our times. There’s a punishment for it, and it’s usually crucifixion.
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It’s almost impossible to read a fine thing without wanting to do a fine thing.
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You can only understand people if you feel them in yourself.
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The nicest thing in the world you can do for anybody is let them help you.
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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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Sometimes a man wants to be stupid if it lets him do a thing his cleverness forbids.
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It’s so much darker when a light goes out than it would have been if it had never shone.
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