Somewhere in your make-up (perhaps in the cells of your brain) there lies sleeping, the seed of achievement which, if aroused and put into action, would carry you to heights, such as you may never have hoped to attain.

From the beginning men used God to justify the unjustifiable. He moves in mysterious ways: men say.

Smile each instant for there is no assurance For your existence.

Yeah,” said George. “I’ll come. But listen, Curley. The poor bastard’s nuts. Don’t shoot ‘im. He di’n’t know what he was doin’.

Written By John Steinbeck

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