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❝ “And the children suffering from pellagra must die because no profit can be made from an orange. [..] The hungry arrive with nets to fish out the potatoes thrown into the river, but the guards push them back; they arrive with rattling old trucks to collect the oranges meant for disposal, but find them soaked in kerosene. So they remain motionless watching the potatoes carried away by the current, listening to the screams of pigs slaughtered in ditches and covered with quicklime, watching the mountains of oranges melting into a putrid mush; and in their eyes, fury grows. In the souls of the hungry, the seeds of fury have become grapes, with the grapes now ready for harvest”.
❝ I don’t think it’s possible to read and not feel, in an inexorable crescendo, the mounting rage.
❝ “Of Mice and Men”, published in 1937, is a quick fresco of rural California in the thirties, post-Great Depression.
❝ And all those knots that make it practically immune to time are nothing but Steinbeck’s dry and terse style. A linear and rhetoric-free writing, just ideal while I watch, from one page to the next, the first snow of this long winter falling.
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