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In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.

E. B. White

“What’s miraculous about a spider’s web?” said Mrs. Arable. “I don’t see why you say a web is a miracle–it’s just a web.” “Ever try to spin one?” asked Mr. Dorian.
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Ever Miraculous Say See Spider Try Web
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.
E. B. WHITE

Barber Chair Drop Enter Magazine Men Most Notice Pick Shop Wait
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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Bias Capacities Escape Habit Open Reveal Self Something Style Writer
We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.
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Even Give Grape Laundry Long Only Pick Run Sort Us
A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
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Good Handy Humus Less More Nothing Sense Than Time
Writing is both mask and unveiling.
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Both Maskm Unveil Write
The so-called science of poll-taking is not a science at all but mere necromancy. People are unpredictable by nature, and although you can take a nation’s pulse, you can’t be sure that the nation hasn’t just run up a flight of stairs.
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Called Mere Necromancy Poll Science Talking
I have one share in corporate Earth, and I am nervous about the management.
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Corporate Earth Management Nervous
Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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Broccoli Child Hell Mother Say Spinach
Books hold most of the secrets of the world, most of the thoughts that men and women have had. And when you are reading a book, you and the author are alone together-just the two of you.
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Book Men Most Secret Women World
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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Kitchen Living Morning Room Sunday Woodshed
No one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader’s intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing.
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Attitude Decently Distrustful Intelligence Patronizing Reader Write
Good deeds never go unpunished.
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Ded Go Good never Unpunished
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.
E. B. WHITE

Awake Born Desire Every Inclination Morning Save Savor World
Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
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Act Film Grammar Trick Write
A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.
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Add Compress Heihhening Mean Much Music Poem Small Space

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