“What are they, and where are you?” screamed Wilbur. “Please, please, tell me where you are. And what are salutations?” “Salutations are greetings,” said the voice. “When I say ‘salutations,’ it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning.
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More E. B. White Quotes
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A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.
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Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.
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Writing is one way to go about thinking, and the practice and habit of writing not only drain the mind but supply it, too.
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I am often mad, but I would hate to be nothing but mad: and I think I would lose what little value I may have as a writer if I were to refuse, as a matter of principle, to accept the warming rays of the sun, and to report them, whenever, and if ever, they
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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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Understanding humor is like dissecting a live frog. It can be done, but the frog tends to die in the process.
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Old age is a special problem for me because I’ve never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself – a lad of about 19.
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I get up every morning determined to both change the world and to have one hell of a good time. Sometimes, this makes planning the day difficult.
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I have noticed that most men when they enter a barber shop and must wait their turn, drop into a chair and pick up a magazine. I simply sit down and pick up the thread of my sea wanderings, which began more than fifty years ago and is not quite ended.
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All writing is communication; creative writing is communication through revelation-it is the Self-escaping into the open.
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A despot doesn’t fear eloquent writers preaching freedom- he fears a drunken poet who may crack a joke that will take hold.
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Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky.
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A writer’s style reveals something of his spirit, his habits, his capacites, his bias…it is the Self escaping into the open.
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Early summer days are a jubilee time for birds. In the fields, around the house, in the barn, in the woods, in the swamp – everywhere love and songs and nests and eggs.
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One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
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