say a little baby, bones soft malleable, put a small Episcopal crucifo — John Steinbeck, Winter Discontent

John Steinbeck The Winter of Our Discontent

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Let's say that when I was a little baby, and all my bones soft and malleable, I was put in a small Episcopal cruciform box and so took my shape. Then, when I broke out of the box, the way a baby chick escapes an egg, is it strange that I had the shape of a cross? Have you ever noticed that chickens are roughly egg-shaped?

John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

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