In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.

“But you can't start. Only a baby can start. You and me - why, we're all that's …”

“Minds me of a story they tell about Willy Feeley when he was a young fella. Wil…”

“Abra looked at his sunny hair, tight-curled now, and at the eyes that seemed so…”

“It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or a…”