"...change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn...

…and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.”  - Steinbeck

I’ve always liked Steinbeck’s writing.  From The Pearl to Of Mice and Men, The Grapes of Wrath to Sweet Thursday, his novels have always made me smile.  He had a way of phrasing things that made the most tragic, heart-wrenching moments seem beautiful.  Beautiful misery.  Gorgeous sorrow.

At the same time, he also had a way of making you empathize with a character who was about to murder his friend, or nearly destroying a family through the pursuit of something nearly unattainable.

Go.  Go now.  Read some Steinbeck.  You’ll feel better.

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