few miles south of Soledad, the Salinas River drops in close
to the hillside bank and runs deep and green. The water is warm
too, for it has slipped twinkling over the yellow sands in the
sunlight before reaching the narrow pool. Of Mice and Men Opening words of novella
of a hot day started the little wind to moving among the leaves.
The shade climbed up the hills toward the top. On the sand banks
the rabbits sat as quietly as little gray, sculptured stones. Of Mice and Men Chapter 1
like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the
world. They got no family. They don't belong no place. . . .
With us it ain't like that. We got a future. We got somebody
to talk to that gives a damn about us. We don't have to sit
in no bar room blowin' in our jack jus' because we got no place
else to go. If them other guys gets in jail they can rot for
all anybody gives a damn. But not us. Of Mice and Men Chapter 1, George to Lenny.
we ain't got, that's what you want. God a'mighty, if I was alone
I could live so easy. I could go get a job an' work, an no trouble.
No mess at all, and when the end of the month come I could take
my fifty bucks and go into town and get whatever I want. Of Mice and Men George in Chapter 1
kin's a vegetables in the garden, and if we want a little whisky
we can sell a few eggs or something, or some milk. We'd jus'
live there. We'd belong there. There wouldn't be no more runnin'
round the country and gettin' fed by a Jap cook. No, sir, we'd
have our own place where we belonged and not sleep in no bunk
house. Of Mice and Men George
ain't got no people. I seen the guys that go around on the ranches
alone. That ain't no good. They don't have no fun. After a long
time they get mean. They get wantin' to fight all the time.
. . 'Course Lennie's a God damn nuisance most of the time, but
you get used to goin' around with a guy an' you can't get rid
of him. Of Mice and Men George
could live offa the fatta the lan'. Of Mice and Men Lennie in Chapter 3
you didn't have nobody. S'pose you couldn't go into the bunk
house and play rummy 'cause you was black. How'd you like that?
S'pose you had to sit out here an' read books. Sure you could
play horseshoes till it got dark, but then you got to read books.
Books ain't no good. A guy needs somebody - to be near him.
A guy goes nuts if he ain't got nobody. Don't make no difference
who the guy is, long's he's with you. I tell ya, I tell ya a
guy gets too lonely an' he gets sick. Of Mice and Men Crooks in Chapter Chapter 4
seen hunderds of men come by on the road an' on the ranches,
with their bindles on their back an' that same damn thing in
their heads. Hunderds of them. They come, an' they quit an'
go on; an' every damn one of 'em's got a little piece of land
in his head. An' never a God damn one of 'em ever gets it. Just
like heaven. Everybody wants a little piece of lan'. I read
plenty of books out here. Nobody never gets to heaven, and nobody
gets no land. It's just in their head. They're all the time
talkin' about it, but it's jus' in their head. Of Mice and Men Crooks in Chapter 4
you mind. A guy got to sometimes. Of Mice and Men Slim in Chapter 6
John Steinbeck: American writer of
the 1937 novella Of Mice and Men, which tells the tragic story of
two displaced migrant ranch workers during the Great Depression in
California. Steinbeck was born on February 27, 1902, in Salinas, California,
United States. He died on December 20, 1968. He was awarded the Nobel
Prize for Literature 1962.