... you must not expect to find that people understand what they do.

I wrote The Grapes of Wrath in one hundred days, but many years of preparation preceded it.

There is no term comparable to green thumbs to apply to such a mechanic, but there should be. For there are men who can look, listen, tap, make an adjustment, and a machine works.

It is the nature of a person as he/she grows older to protest against change, particularly changes for the better.

For there are two possible reactions to social ostracism - either a man emerges determined to be better, purer, and kindlier or he goes bad, challenges the world and does even worse things. The last is by far the commonest reaction to stigma.

It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world.

And you know what it is? San Francisco a golden handcuff with the key thrown away.