"He really had been through death, but he had returned because he could not bear the solitude."
the constant struggle of “should I reread one of my favorite books because it’s so amazing and it makes me happy every time i read it” or “should i read a new book and expand my horizons” is SO FUCKING HARD
"To the red country and part of the gray country of Oklahoma, the last rains came gently, and they did not cut the scarred earth."
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath, published seventy-five years ago today.
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