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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. White

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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Blood Brutal Country Fierce Friend Friendship Gamble Now People Person Right Thirsty
I believe in dreams. People should have faith in the songs poets sing.
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Believe Dream Faith People Poet Sing Song
A really companionable and indispensable dog is an accident of nature. You can’t get it by breeding for it, and you can’t buy it with money. It just happens along.
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Accident Companisoble Indispensable Nature Reality
A right is a responsibility in reverse.
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Responsibility Reverse Right
Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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Freedom Oood Prefer Safety Well
Only a person who is congenially self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays
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Central Congenially Effrontery Essay Only Person Self Stamina Write
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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Despot Drunken Eloquent Freedom Hold Joke Poet Preach Take Writer
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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Authority Body Hesitate Man Middle Over Part Proper Scarcely
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
A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer… He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring.
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Beauty Clear Dare Poet Remove Unzip
Children are game for anything. I throw them hard words, and they backhand them over the net. They love words that give them a hard time, provided they are in a context that absorbs their attention.
E. B. WHITE

Anything Background Children Game Hand Net Over Them Throw Word
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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Born City Computer Country First Man New Roughly Take Three Woman
People are, if anything, more touchy about being thought silly than they are about being thought unjust.
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Anything Being More People Thought Touchy Unjust
Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They’ll believe anything they see in print.
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Belief Country Gullible People Person Print See Trust
The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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Communication Establish One Problem Self Whole
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.
E. B. WHITE

Around Barn Bird Day Early Everywhere Field House Jubilee Summer Swamp Time Wood

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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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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