Cannery Row in Monterey in California is a poem, a stink, a grating noise, a quality of light, a tone, a habit, a nostalgia, a dream.
John SteinbeckI am writing this from what we Americans call Yurrp. In Yurrp writers are taken as seriously as Lana Turner's legs are in America - a ridiculous situation.
John SteinbeckYes, you will. And I will warn you now that not their blood but your suspicion might build evil in them. They will be what you expect of themโฆI think when a man finds good or bad in his children he is seeing only what he planted in them after they cleared the womb." "You canโt make a race horse of a pig." "No," said Samuel, "but you can make a very fast pig.
John Steinbeck