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 SteinbeckA boy gets to be a man when a man is needed. Remember this thing. I have known boys forty years old because there was no need for a man.
John Steinbeck