A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.
E. B. WHITEA writer’s style reveals something of his spirit, his habits, his capacites, his bias…it is the Self escaping into the open.
More E. B. White Quotes
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I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.
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Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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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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I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
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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.
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I am still encouraged to go on. I wouldn’t know where else to go.
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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
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Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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The rat had no morals, no conscience, no scruples, no consideration, no decency, no milk of rodent kindness, no compunctions, no higher feeling, no friendliness, no anything
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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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Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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The best writing is rewriting.
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Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They’ll believe anything they see in print.
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The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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“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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Writing is both mask and unveiling.
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All that I hope to say in books, all that I ever hope to say, is that I love the world.
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Make the work interesting and the discipline will take care of itself.
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There’s no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another.
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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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Life is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past but you can’t erase it.
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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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Well,” said Stuart, “a misspelled word is an abomination in the sight of everyone.
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