"Tha's good," he said. "You drink some, George. You take a good big drink." He smiled happily. (1.7)
"Guys like us, that work on ranches, are the loneliest guys in the world. They got no family. They don't belong no place. They come to a ranch an' work up a stake and then they go inta town and blow their stake, and the first thing you know they're poundin' their tail on some other ranch. They ain't got nothing to look ahead to." (1.113)
"Yeah. I had 'im ever since he was a pup. God, he was a good sheep dog when he was younger" (2.24).
"He wore high-heeled boots and spurs to prove he was not a laboring man.His glance was at once calculating and pugnacious."(2.25)
" She had full, roughed lips and wide-spaced eyes, heavily made up. Her fingernails were red. Her hair hung in little rolled clusters, like sausages. She wore a cotton house dress and red ostrich feathers." "I'm lookin' for Curley," she said. Her voice had a nasal, brittle quality."(2.31)
"He moved with a majesty only achieved by royalty' 'prince of the ranch..his authority was so great that his word was taken on any subject...his voice was very gentle."(2.35)