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“Ain't you thinkin' what's it gonna be like when we get there? Ain't you scared it won't be nice like we thought? No, she said quickly. No, I ain't. You can't do that. I can't do that. It's too much - livin' too many lives. Up ahead they's a thousan' lives we might live, but when it comes, it'll on'y be one.”

Quote by John Steinbeck

Work

The Grapes of Wrath

John Steinbeck's 'The Grapes of Wrath' is a profound narrative that delves into the struggles of a family displaced by the Dust Bowl and their arduous trek to California in search of a better life. The novel vividly portrays the resilience and suffering of the Joad family, highlighting the systemic issues of the time, including poverty, racism, and the exploitation of the working class. more

Author

John Steinbeck
John Steinbeck

John Steinbeck was an American author renowned for his profound depiction of American society and the lives of farmers. His works often explore themes of poverty, social injustice, and human nature. Steinbeck was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1962 for his significant contribution to American literature. more

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