For how can one know color in perpetual green, and what good is warmth without cold to give it sweetness? Author: John Steinbeck Copy Quote More from John Steinbeck “But think of the glory of the choice! That makes a man a man. A cat has no choi…” “Dessie's friends were good and loyal but they were human, and humans love to fe…” “I know,' said Winter, 'but they don't know.' And he went on with a thought he h…” “Before I knowed it, I was saying out loud, 'The hell with it! There ain't no si…”