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 SteinbeckThere are as many worlds as there are kinds of days, and as an opal changes its colors and its fire to match the nature of a day, so do I.
John SteinbeckTexas is a state of mind. Texas is an obsession. Above all else, Texas is a nation in every sense of the word.
John SteinbeckChange was everywhere. People were gone, or changed, and that was almost like being gone.
John Steinbeck