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by Hannah Leitheiser

Bitterness

The Grapes of Wrath

John Steinbeck

1939

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2019-01-13

You're buying a little girl plaiting the forelocks, taking off her hair ribbon to make bows, standing back, head cocked, rubbing the soft noses with her cheek...you're buying a sorrow that can't talk. But watch it, mister. There's a premium goes with this pile of junk and the bay horses - so beautiful - a packet of bitterness to grow in your house and to flower, some day. We could have saved you, but you cut us down, and soon you will be cut down and there'll be none of us to save you. - John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath (1939)

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