Oh, I never look under the hood.
E. B. WHITEA candidate could easily commit political suicide if he were to come up with an unconventional thought during a presidential tour.
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You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what’s a life, anyway?
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I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
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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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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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Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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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 am reminded of the advice of my neighbor. “Never worry about your heart till it stops beating.
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When I get sick of what men do, I have only to walk a few steps in another direction to see what spiders do. Or what the weather does. This sustains me very well indeed.
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To achieve style, begin by affecting none.
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Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.
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Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.
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Every morning I awake torn between a desire to save the world and an inclination to savor it. This makes it hard to plan the day. But if we forget to savor the world, what possible reason do we have for saving it? In a way, the savoring must come first.
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If a man is to be obsessed by something, I suppose a boat is as good as anything, perhaps a bit better than most.
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Extreme cold when it first arrives seems to generate cheerfulness and sociability. For a few hours all life’s dubious problems are dropped in favor of the clear and congenial task of keeping alive.
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A poet’s pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify by mystification. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it.
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I am always humbled by the infite ingenuity of the Lord, who can make a red barn cast a blue shadow.
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I am still encouraged to go on. I wouldn’t know where else to go.
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I’ve got a new friend, all right. But what a gamble friendship is! Charlotte is fierce, brutal, scheming, bloodthirsty-everything I don’t like. How can I learn to like her, even though she is pretty and, of course, clever?
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Never hurry and never worry!
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There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter.
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Most people think of peace as a state of Nothing Bad Happening, or Nothing Much Happening. Yet if peace is to overtake us and make us the gift of serenity and well-being, it will have to be the state of Something Good Happening.
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Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
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A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word to paper.
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Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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