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"Time is more complex almost the sea than in any other identify, for in addition to the circling of the sun and the turning of the seasons, the waves beat out out the passage of time on the rocks and the tides rise and fall equally a great clepsydra."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Apartment

"Thoughts are ho-hum and deep and gilt in the morning."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Apartment

"Information technology is a time of quiet joy, the sunny morning time. When the glittery dew is on the mallow weeds, each leaf holds a gem which is beautiful if not valuable. This is no fourth dimension for bustle or for bustle. Thoughts are slow and deep and gilt in the morning."
John Steinbeck , Tortilla Flat

"Ah, the prayers of the millions, how they must fight and destroy each other on their manner to the throne of God."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"2 gallons is a keen deal of vino, even for 2 paisanos. Spiritually the jugs possibly graduated thus: Merely below the shoulder of the first bottle, serious and concentrated conversation. 2 inches farther downwardly, sweetly sad retentiveness. 3 inches more, thoughts of quondam and satisfactory loves. An inch, thoughts of bitter loves. Lesser of the first jug, general and undirected sadness. Shoulder of the second jug, black, unholy despondency. 2 fingers down, a song of death or longing. A thumb, every other song each i knows. The graduations stop here, for the trail splits and there is no certainty. From this point anything can happen."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Apartment

"What pillow can one take like a good conscience?"
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Expiry is a personal matter, arousing sorrow, despair, fervor, or dry-hearted philosophy. Funerals, on the other hand, are social functions. Imagine going to a funeral without commencement polishing the automobile. Imagine standing at a graveside non dressed in your all-time night suit and your best black shoes, polished delightfully. Imagine sending flowers to a funeral with no attached carte du jour to prove you had washed the correct matter. In no social institution is the codification ritual of beliefs more rigid than in funerals. Imagine the indignation if the minister altered his sermon or experimented with facial expression. Consider the daze if, at the funeral parlors, any chairs were used merely those picayune folding yellow torture chairs with the difficult seats. No, dying, a human may exist loved, hated, mourned, missed; but in one case expressionless he becomes the chief decoration of a complicated and formal social commemoration."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Information technology is a fact verified and recorded in many histories that soul capable of the greatest adept is also capable of the greatest evil. Who is there more than impious than backsliding priest? Who more carnal than a recent virgin? This, however, may be a thing of appearance."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"The story was gradually taking shape. Pilon liked information technology this way. It ruined a story to have information technology all come out speedily. The good story lay in one-half-told things which must exist filled in out of the hearer's own experience."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Yard knowest non what bitches women are," Danny said wisely.
"I practise know," said Pilon.
"Thou knowest not."
"I do know."
"Liar."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Ghosts could walk freely this evening, without fright of the disbelief of men; for this evening was haunted, and it would be an insensitive man who did not know it."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Apartment

"It is astounding to find that the abdomen of every blackness and evil thing is as white every bit snow. And it is saddening to discover how the concealed parts of angels are leporous."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Beans are a warm cloak against economic cold."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"The expert story lay in half-told things which must be filled in out of the hearer's own experience."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Pilon complained, "Information technology is not a good story. There are too many meanings and too many lessons in it. Some of those lessons are contrary. There is non a story to have into your head. It proves zip."

"I like it" said Pablo. "I like information technology because it hasn't any significant you lot can encounter, and still it does seem to mean something, I can't tell what."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"A dying organism is oftentimes observed to be capable of boggling endurance and strength. ... When any living organism is attacked, its whole part seems to aim toward reproduction."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"The candle aimed its spark of lite at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Apartment

"They walked side by side forth the dark beach toward Monterey, where the lights hung, necklace above necklace against the hill. The sand dunes crouched along the back of the beach like tired hounds, resting: and the waves gently practiced at striking, and hissed a little. The nighttime was common cold and aloof, and its warm life was withdrawn, so that it was full of bitter warnings to man that he is alone in the world, and solitary among his fellows; that he has no condolement owing him from anywhere."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"It is a time of serenity joy, the sunny morning time. When the glittery dew is on the mallow weeds, each leaf holds a precious stone which is cute if not valuable. This is no time for hurry or for hurry. Thoughts are slow and deep and golden in the morn. Pablo"
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Apartment

"Things that happen are of no importance. But from everything that happens, in that location is a lesson to exist learned."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Hither you play in the street, lilliputian craven. Some day an automobile will run over you lot; and if it kills you, that will be the best thing that can happen. Information technology may only break your leg or your wing. So all of your life y'all will drag along in misery. Life is too hard for y'all, picayune bird."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Spiritually the jugs may be graduated thus: Just beneath the shoulder of the first bottle, serious and full-bodied conversation. Two inches farther down, sweetly sad memory. Three inches more than, thoughts of old and satisfactory loves. An inch, thoughts of old and bitter loves. Lesser of the showtime jug, general and undirected sadness. Shoulder of the 2nd jug, black, unholy despondency. Two fingers downwards, a song of death or longing. A thumb, every other vocal each one knows. The graduation stops here, for the trail splits and there is no certainty. From this signal on, annihilation can happen."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Nosotros must notice him...Some damage will autumn upon our friend in his craziness. We must search through the whole world until we find him."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"It is worth while to exist kind and generous," he said. "Not merely do such actions pile up a house of joy in Sky; but there is, too, a quick reward here on globe. One feels a golden warmth glowing similar a hot enchilada in one'south tummy."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Apartment

"He was very rich; he bought eggs to throw at a Chinaman. And ane of those eggs missed the Chinaman and hit a policeman. So, Danny was in jail."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"They did not awaken quickly, nor fling nigh nor daze their systems with whatsoever sudden movement. No, they arose from slumber as gently as a soap bubble floats out from its pipe. Down into the gulch they trudged, still only half awake. Gradually their wills coagulated. They built a fire and boiled some tea and drank it from the fruit jars, and at last they settled in the lord's day on the forepart porch. The flaming flies made halos nigh their heads. Life took shape about them, the shape of yesterday and of tomorrow. Give-and-take began slowly, for each homo treasured the little slumber he notwithstanding possessed. From this time until well later noon, intellectual comradeship came into existence. Then roofs were lifted, houses peered into, motives inspected, adventures recounted. Ordinarily their thoughts went first to Cornelia Ruiz, for information technology was a rare day and night during which Cornelia had not some curious and interesting adventure. And information technology was an unusual adventure from which no moral lesson could be fatigued. The sun glistened in the pine needles. The earth smelled dry out and expert. The rose of Castile perfumed the world with its flowers. This was 1 of the all-time of times for the friends of Danny. The struggle for beingness was remote. They sat in judgment on their fellows, judging not for morals, only for interest. Anyone having a skillful thing to tell saved information technology for recounting at this time. The big brown butterflies came to the rose and sat on the flowers and waved their wings slowly, as though they pumped honey out by wing power."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Benar. Kita tak pernah lagi menjumpai kebahagiaan yang setara dengan kebahagiaan masa kanak-kanak kita." Pablo mengangguk sedih."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"At present Pilon knew it for a perfect night. A high fog covered the sky, and behind information technology, the moon shone so so that the forest was filled with a gauze-similar light. There was none of the sharp outline we think of as reality. The tree trunks were not black columns of wood, but soft and unsubstantial shadows. The patches of brush were formless and shifting in the queer light. Ghosts could walk freely to-nighttime, without fear of the disbelif of men; for this night was haunted, and it would exist an insensitive homo who did non know it."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"Thy life is not thine ain to govern, Danny, for information technology controls other lives. See how thy friends endure! Spring to life, Danny, that thy friends may live once again!"
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat

"It is astounding to detect that the belly of every black and evil thing is every bit white equally snow."
John Steinbeck, Tortilla Flat


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