"Don't worry about losing. If it is right, it happens - The main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away."
"Liza poured thick batter from a pitcher onto a soapstone griddle. The hot cakes rose like little hassocks, and small volcanoes formed and erupted on them until they were ready to be turned. A cheerful brown, they were, with tracings of darker brown. And the kitchen was full of the good sweet smell of them."
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Source: John Steinbeck (2016). “The Grapes of Wrath”, p.197, Hamilton Books
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