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. WHITEThe essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest.
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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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I am reminded of the advice of my neighbor. “Never worry about your heart till it stops beating.
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A writer should concern himself with whatever absorbs his fancy, stirs his heart, and unlimbers his typewriter. … A writer has the duty to be good, not lousy: true, not false; lively, not dull; accurate, not full of error. He should tend to lift people up, not lower them down.
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I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.
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Salutations; it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning
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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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I believe in dreams. People should have faith in the songs poets sing.
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Prejudice is a great time saver. You can form opinions without having to get the facts.
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The essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest.
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Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They’ll believe anything they see in print.
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Only a person who is congenially self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays
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Books are good company, in sad times and happy times, for books are people– people who have managed to stay alive by hiding between the covers of a book.
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Life’s meaning has always eluded me and I guess always will. But I love it just the same.
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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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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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