No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself.
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 SteinbeckHe was born in fury and he lived in lightning. Tom came headlong into life. He was a giant in joy and enthusiasms. He didn't discover the world and its people, he created them. When he read his father's books, he was the first. He lived in a world shining and fresh and as uninspected as Eden on the sixth day. His mind plunged like a colt in a happy pasture, and when later the world put up fences, he plunged against the wire, and when the final stockade surrounded him, he plunged right through it and out. And as he was capable of giant joy, so did he harbor huge sorrow.
John Steinbeck