Writing is both mask and unveiling.
E. B. WHITENauseous. Nauseated. The first means “sickening to contemplate”; the second means “sick at the stomach.” Do not, therefore, say “I feel nauseous,” unless you are sure you have that effect on others.
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An editor is a person who knows more about writing than writers do but who has escaped the terrible desire to write.
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I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Nationalism has two fatal charms for its devotees: It presupposes local self-sufficiency, which is a pleasant and desirable condition, and it suggests, very subtly, a certain personal superiority by reason of one’s belonging to a place which is definable and familiar, as against a place that is strange, remote.
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Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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Creation is in part merely the business of forgoing the great and small distractions.
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“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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It is Sunday, mid-morning-Sunday in the living room, Sunday in the kitchen, Sunday in the woodshed, Sunday down the road in the village: I hear the bells, calling me to share God’s grace.
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Nauseous. Nauseated. The first means “sickening to contemplate”; the second means “sick at the stomach.” Do not, therefore, say “I feel nauseous,” unless you are sure you have that effect on others.
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Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
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Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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Use the smallest word that does the job.
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Stuart rose from the ditch, climbed into his car, and started up the road that led toward the north…As he peeked ahead into the great land that stretched before him, the way seemed long. But the sky was bright, and he somehow felt he was headed in the right direction.
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Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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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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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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