about being independent; they want to be governed by their things.
A poor person isn't cut off from society because he hasn't money,
but because he doesn't know how to deal with high things, not having
practised amongst them. It isn't because society people have lots
of money that they stick together, but because all of them know what
to do with the little forks and spoons.

"It is like the dearest, jolliest kind of game to me, to be with
these people, and say just what they say, and like what they like,
and act as they act--and that's the difference between me and them;
it's not a game to them, it's deadly earnest. They think they're
LIVING!

"Do you think I could play at this so long that one day I'd imagine
I was doing what God had expected of me when he sent me to you,
Brick? Could I stay out in the big world until I'd think of the
cove as a cramped little pocket in the wilderness with two pennies
jingling at the bottom of it named Brick and Bill? If I thought
there was any danger of that, I'd start home in the morning!

"We are in a Kansas City hotel where all the feathers are in ladies'
hats and bonnets instead of in the gentlemen's hair. To get to our
rooms you go to a dark little door and push something that makes a
bell ring, and then you step into a dugout on pulleys, that shoots
up in the air so quick it makes you feel a part of you has fallen
out and got lost. The dugout doesn't slow up for the third story,
it just stops THAT QUICK--they call it an 'elevator' and it
certainly does elevate! You step out in a dim trail where there are
dusky kinds of lights, although it may be the middle of the day, and
you follow the trail over a narrow yellow desert, turn to your right