Adam went on, “Every morning in the army that damned bugle would sound. And I swore to God if I ever got out I would sleep till noon every day. And here I get up a half-hour before reveille. Will you tell me, Charles, what in hell we’re working for?”“You can’t lay in bed and run a farm,” said Charles. He stirred the hissing bacon around with a fork.
-John Steinbeck
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