Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
E. B. WHITE- The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.
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The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.
More E. B. White Quotes
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Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
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Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
E. B. WHITESafety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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Salutations; it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning
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A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word to paper.
E. B. WHITEA writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word to paper.
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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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In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
E. B. WHITEIn a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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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
E. B. WHITEThe 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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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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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.
E. B. WHITEA 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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Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
E. B. WHITEReading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
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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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When I get sick of what men do, I have only to walk a few steps in another direction to see what spiders do. Or what the weather does. This sustains me very well indeed.
E. B. WHITEWhen I get sick of what men do, I have only to walk a few steps in another direction to see what spiders do. Or what the weather does. This sustains me very well indeed.
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“What’s miraculous about a spider’s web?” said Mrs. Arable. “I don’t see why you say a web is a miracle–it’s just a web.” “Ever try to spin one?” asked Mr. Dorian.
E. B. WHITE“What’s miraculous about a spider’s web?” said Mrs. Arable. “I don’t see why you say a web is a miracle–it’s just a web.” “Ever try to spin one?” asked Mr. Dorian.
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Writing is both mask and unveiling.
E. B. WHITEWriting is both mask and unveiling.
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A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.
E. B. WHITEA poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.
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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.
E. B. WHITEIn 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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