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Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.

E. B. White

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
Life is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past but you can’t erase it.
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Cros Erase Life Like Pen Put Writing
Life’s meaning has always eluded me and I guess always will. But I love it just the same.
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Always Eluded Let Love Make Same
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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Arrive Cold Extreme First General Life Problem Seem Sociability Subilious
A right is a responsibility in reverse.
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Responsibility Reverse Right
From morning till night, sounds drift from the kitchen, most of them familiar and comforting. . . . On days when warmth is the most important need of the human heart, the kitchen is the place you can find it; it dries the wet sock, it cools the hot little brain.
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Comfort Familiar Kitchen Morning Most Night Sound Till
There’s no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another.
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Account Another Complicated Lead Limit Thing
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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Childish Essayist Everything Happen Liberate Self Sustain Think
The main thing I try to do is write as clearly as I can. I rewrite a good deal to make it clear.
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Clear Clearly Deal Good Main Make Reqrite Thing Write
“What are they, and where are you?” screamed Wilbur. “Please, please, tell me where you are. And what are salutations?” “Salutations are greetings,” said the voice. “When I say ‘salutations,’ it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning.
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Fancy Good Morning Salutation Scream What
Understanding humor is like dissecting a live frog. It can be done, but the frog tends to die in the process.
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Die Dissecting Done Frog Humor Live Process Tend Understanding
Fern was up at daylight, trying to rid the world of injustice. As a result, she now has a pig. A small one to be sure, but nevertheless a pig. It just shows what can happen if a person gets out of bed promptly.
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Daylight Fern Injustice Nevertheless Now One Pig Result Small Sure Try World
Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.
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Always Lookout Presence Wonder
A candidate could easily commit political suicide if he were to come up with an unconventional thought during a presidential tour.
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Candidate Come Commit During Easily Political Presential Suicide Tour Unconventional
I am reminded of the advice of my neighbor. “Never worry about your heart till it stops beating.
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About Advice Beat Neighbour Remind Stop Till Worry
Old age is a special problem for me because I’ve never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself – a lad of about 19.
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Age Been Image Mental Myself never Nineteen Old Problem Shed Special

Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.

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