Major Major’s father was a sober God-fearing man whose idea of a good joke was to lie about his age. He was a long-limbed farmer, a God-fearing, freedom-loving, law-abiding rugged individualist who held that federal aid to anyone but farmers was creeping socialism. He advocated thrift and hard work and disapproved of loose women who turned him down.
There were marches, of course, a lot of women and some men. But they were smaller than you might have thought. I guess people were scared. And when it was known that the police, or the army, or whoever they were, would open fire almost as soon as any of the marches even started, the marches stopped.
Pentru firea mea, nu pun mana in foc. Este, cred, prea putin ingaduitoare; sigur, prea putin, pentru a conveni celorlalti. Nu pot uita prostiile si pacatele oamenilor atat de repede pe cat ar trebui, si nici ofensele pe care mi le aduc. Nu ma las impresionat de orice incercare ce s-ar face de a ma emotiona. Caracterul meu ar putea fi numit ranchiunos. Buna mea parere o data pierduta, este pierduta pentru vecie.
- الناس لا يتكلمون عن أي شيء- آه لا بد لهم من أن يفعلوا!- كلا، ليس أي شيء. يذكرون في الغالب ماركات الكثير من السيارات أو الملابس أو أسماء المسابح ويقولون ما أروعها! لكنهم يقولون جميعاً الأمور نفسها ولا يقول أحد أمراً مختلفاً عما يقوله أي شخص آخر, وفي معظم الأحيان تكون صناديق النكات في المقاهي مفتوحة وتكرر ذاتها في الغالب. وفي المتاحف كل شيء تجريدي هذا كل ما يوجد فيها الآن. يقول عمي إن الوضع كان مختلفا في ما مضى ، قبل زمن طويل كانت الصور تقول شيئا ما في بعض الأحيان، أو حتى تظهر ناسًا.
Never did seem right to me. S'pose Curley jumps a big guy an' licks him. Ever'body says what a game guy Curley is. And s'pose he does the same thing and gets licked. Then ever'body says the big guy oughtta pick somebody his own size, and maybe they gang up on the big guy. Seems like Curley ain't givin' nobody a chance.