They looked over the flat dry dusty valley and the ugly mushroom towns and they saw a loveliness—who knows? maybe in our lifetime. That’s one reason you couldn’t laugh too much at Samuel Hamilton. He let his mind range more deliciously than any other, and it didn’t sound so silly when you heard what they were doing in San Jose. Where Samuel went haywire was wondering whether people would be happy when all that came.

     Happy? He’s haywire now. Just let us get it, and we’ll show you happiness.

     And Samuel could remember hearing of a cousin of his mother’s in Ireland, a knight and rich and handsome, and anyway shot himself on a silken couch, sitting beside the most beautiful woman in the world who loved him.

     “There’s a capacity for appetite,” Samuel said, “that a whole heaven and earth of cake can’t satisfy.”

                                                                                                                                                                                            - East of Eden, Steinbeck