"Guys like us, that work on the 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 tale on some other ranch. They ain't got nothing to look ahead to."(pg.13-14)
George went on. 'With us it ain't like that. We got a future. We got somebody to talk to that gives a damn about us. We don't have to sit in no bar room blowing in our jack jus' because we got no place else to go. If them other guys get in jail they can rot for all anybody gives a damn. But not us.' (Pg.14)
' there wouldn't be no more runin' round the country and gettin' fed by a jap cook. No, sir, we'd have our own place where we belonged and not sleep in no bunkhouse' (pg.57)
'An' it'd be our own, an' nobody could can us. If we don't like a guy we can say, "Get the hell out", and by god he's got to do it. An' if a fren' come along, why we'd have an extra bunk, an' we'd say, "why don't you spen' the night?" (pg.58)