Reading Notes: The Pearl

John Steinbeck

"It was a morning like other mornings and yet perfect among mornings."

"And the beauty of the pearl, winking and glimmering in the light of the little candle, cozened his brain with its beauty, So lovely it was, so soft, and its own music came from it - its music of promise and delight, its guarantee of the future, of comfort, of security. Its warm lucence promised a poultice against illness and a wall against insult. It closed a door on hunger."