Who is John Steinbeck

John Ernst Steinbeck Jr. (/ˈstaɪnbɛk/; February 27, 1902 – December 20, 1968) was an American author and the 1962 Nobel Prize in Literature winner "for his realistic and imaginative writings, combining as they do sympathetic humour and keen social perception." He has been called "a giant of American letters," and many of his works are considered classics of Western literature.

During his writing career, he authored 33 books, with one book coauthored alongside Edward Ricketts, including 16 novels, six non-fiction books, and two collections of short stories. He is widely known for the comic novels Tortilla Flat (1935) and Cannery Row (1945), the multi-generation epic East of Eden (1952), and the novellas The Red Pony (1933) and Of Mice and Men (1937). The Pulitz...
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  • Bsdpredictions: john steinbeck gets turned into a vampire.
  • Pendidikan4id: “i guess there are never enough books.” ― john steinbeck, a john steinbeck encyclopedia
  • Tim_suttle: “it is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.” john steinbeck
  • Mpcwriting: remember john steinbeck's nobel prize acceptance speech: our role as writers is to celebrate the best in humanity and expose for condemnation the worst in us. fiction is not impartial, it is not objective. fiction is deeply involved in questions of right and wrong, good and evil.
  • Igorzets: 4 of 5 stars to a russian journal by john steinbeck
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Sea-Shore Memories
 by Walt Whitman

OUT of the cradle endlessly rocking,
Out of the mocking-bird's throat, the musical shuttle,
Out of the Ninth-month midnight,
Over the sterile sands, and the fields beyond, where the child,
leaving his bed, wander'd alone, bare-headed, barefoot,
Down from the shower'd halo,
Up from the mystic play of shadows, twining and twisting as if they
were alive,

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