Curley’s like alot of little guys. He hates big guys. He’s alla time picking scraps with big guys. Kind of like he’s mad at ‘em because he ain’t a big guy. You seen little guys like that, ain’t you? Always scrappy?”
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Curley's wife lay with a half-covering of yellow hay. And the meanness and the plannings and the discontent and the ache for attention were all gone from her face. She was very pretty and simple, and her face was sweet and young. Now her rouged cheeks and her reddened lips made her seem alive and sleeping very lightly. The curls, tiny little sausages, were spread on the hay behind her head, and her lips were parted.
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He shook her then, and he was angry with her. "Don't you go yellin'," he said, and he shook her; and her body flopped like a fish. And then she was still, for Lennie had broken her neck.
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She jerked her head sideways, and Lennie's fingers closed on her hair and hung on.
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Lennie was in a panic. His face was contorted. She screamed then, and Lennie's other hand closed over her mouth and nose.
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Crooks had retired into the terrible protective dignity of the Negro
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She turned on him in scorn. "Listen, Nigger," she said. "You know what I can do to you if you open. your trap?"
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Just like heaven. Everybody wants a little piece of lan'. I read plenty of books out here. Nobody never gets to heaven, and nobody gets no land. It's just in their head.
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Crooks said darkly, "Guys don't come into a colored man's room very much. Nobody been here but Slim. Slim an' the boss."
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a dead mouse, George. I didn’ kill it. Honest! I found it. I found it dead.” “Give it here!” said George. “Aw, leave me have it, George.” “Give it here!”
Shows how strong Lennie is and he doesn’t know hes own strength