Wherever you can look - wherever there's a fight, so hungry people can eat, I'll be there.

I saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation- a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any Here. They spoke quietly of how they wanted to go someday, to move about, free and unanchored, not toward something but away from something. I saw this look and heard this yearning everywhere in every states I visited. Nearly every American hungers to move.

And finally comes culture, which is entertainment, relaxation, transport out of the pain of living.

I suppose our capacity for self-delusion is boundless.

Wherever they’s a fight so hungry people can eat, I’ll be there. Wherever they’s a cop beatin’ up a guy, I’ll be there. If Casy knowed, why, I’ll be in the way guys yell when they’re mad an’—I’ll be in the way kids laugh when they’re hungry n’ they know supper’s ready. An’ when our folks eat the stuff they raise an’ live in the houses they build—why, I’ll be there.

I am happy to report that in the war between reality and romance, reality is not the stronger.

Misfortune is a fact of nature acceptable to women, especially when it falls on other women.