English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education – sometimes it’s sheer luck, like getting across the street.
E. B. WHITE- In a man’s middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.
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In a man’s middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.
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English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education – sometimes it’s sheer luck, like getting across the street.
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Writing is hard work and bad for the health.
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One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
E. B. WHITEOne of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
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Only a person who is congenially self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays
E. B. WHITEOnly a person who is congenially self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays
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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.
E. B. WHITEA 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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A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
E. B. WHITEA good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
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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?
E. B. WHITEYou 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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We’re born, we live a little while, we die. A spider’s life can’t help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone’s life can stand a little of that.
E. B. WHITEWe’re born, we live a little while, we die. A spider’s life can’t help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone’s life can stand a little of that.
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I believe in dreams. People should have faith in the songs poets sing.
E. B. WHITEI believe in dreams. People should have faith in the songs poets sing.
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No one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader’s intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing.
E. B. WHITENo one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader’s intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing.
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The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
E. B. WHITEThe whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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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.
E. B. WHITEWriting 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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And then, just as Wilbur was settling down for his morning nap, he heard again the thin voice that had addressed him the night before. “Salutations!” said the voice. Wilbur jumped to his feet. “Salu-what?” he cried. “Salutations!” repeated the voice.
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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.
E. B. WHITEUnderstanding humor is like dissecting a live frog. It can be done, but the frog tends to die in the process.
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A right is a responsibility in reverse.
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Geese are friends to no one, they bad mouth everybody and everything. But they are companionable once you get used to their ingratitude and false accusations.
E. B. WHITEGeese are friends to no one, they bad mouth everybody and everything. But they are companionable once you get used to their ingratitude and false accusations.
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