holy

H O L Y. L A N D

"It’s our land. We measured it and broke it up… Even if it’s no good, it’s still ours. That’s what makes it ours— being born on it, working it, dying on it.” —John Steinbeck, **Grapes of Wrath**



Godliness

 vs.

Wilderness

 "She had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness. Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods. The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers - stern and wild ones - and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss." — Nathaniel Hawthorne, **The Scarlet Letter**



"I got thinkin’ how we was holy when we was one thing, an’ mankin’ was holy when it was one thing. An’ it on’y got unholy when one mis’able little fella got the bit in his teeth an’ run off his own way, kickin’ an’ draggin’ an’ fightin’. Fella like that bust the holi-ness. But when they’re all workin’ together, not one fella for another fella, but one fella kind of harnessed to the whole shebang—that’s right, that’s holy." —John Steinbeck, **Grapes of Wrath**



"I figgered, 'maybe it's all men an' all women we love; maybe that's the Holy Sperit-the human sperit— the whole shebang. Maybe all men got one big soul ever'body's a part of.' Now I sat there thinkin' it, an' all of a suddent— I knew it. I knew it so deep down that it was true, and I still know it."—John Steinbeck, **Grapes of Wrath**

 Directory:
 * 1) Folk
 * Reflection
 * 1) Arm's Length
 * Reflection
 * 1) The Freedom to Consume
 * Reflection
 * 1) Holy Land
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