East of Eden
They were beckoning mountains with a brown grass love.
John Steinbeck • East of Eden
they wondered at how the stories spilled out on the way, for they never sounded the same repeated in their own kitchens.
John Steinbeck • East of Eden
It may be that the birth and death of the day had some part in my feeling about the two ranges of mountains.
John Steinbeck • East of Eden
There was a whisper—not even a rumor but rather an unsaid feeling—in my family that it was love drove him out, and not love of the wife he married.
John Steinbeck • East of Eden
This is a great hook. Why ? What lovve is it ?
Before the inland sea the valley must have been a forest. And those things had happened right under our feet. And it seemed to me sometimes at night that I could feel both the sea and the redwood forest before it.
John Steinbeck • East of Eden
Very interesring how the History beneath our feet wpuld be elusive to us if we dont take the steps that the narrators father takes over here. Not like our oral or written histoy that is imparted to us regardless of inclination.
You can boast about anything if it’s all you have. Maybe the less you have, the more you are required to boast.