Status Updates From The Grapes of Wrath

Thus they changed their social life changed as in the whole universe. only man can change. They were not farm men any more, but migrant men. And the thought, the planning, the long staring silence that had gone out to the fields

And when a baby died a pile of silver coins grew at the door flap, for a baby must be well buried, since it has had nothing else of life. An old man may be left in a potter's field, but not a baby.

And because they were lonely and perplexed, because they had all come from a place of sadness and worry and defeat, and because they were all going to a new mysterious place, they huddled together; they talked together; they shared their lives, their food, and the thing
they hoped for in the new country.

This is a free country. Fella can go where he wants.
That's what you think! Ever hear of the border patrol on the California line? Police from Los Angeles-stopped you bastards, turned you Says, if you can't buy no real estate we don't want you. Says, got a driver's license? Le's see it. Tore it up. Says you can't come in without no driver's license.
It's a free country.
Well, try to get some freedom to do.

Well, California's a big State.
It ain't that big. The whole United States ain't that big. It ain the big. It ain't big enough. There ain't room enough for you an' mi, for your kind an' my kind, for rich and poor together all in one county, for thieves and honest men. For hunger and fat. Whyn't you go back where you come from?