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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.

E. B. White

I am still encouraged to go on. I wouldn’t know where else to go.
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Else Encourage Go Know Still Where
When you say something, make sure you have said it. The chances of your having said it are only fair.
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Chance Far Have Make Only Say Something Sure
Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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Car Else Everything Life Somewhere
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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Intensify Meaning Mystification Pleasure Poet Withhold
You’re terrific as far as I am concerned.
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Concerned Far Terrific
I get up every morning determined to both change the world and to have one hell of a good time. Sometimes, this makes planning the day difficult.
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Both Challenge Determine Get Good Time Heel Morning One World
The whole duty of a writer is to please and satisfy himself, and the true writer always plays to an audience of one.
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Audience Duty Himself True One Play Pleasure Satisfy Whole Writer
In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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Attention Country Duty Writer
The so-called science of poll-taking is not a science at all but mere necromancy. People are unpredictable by nature, and although you can take a nation’s pulse, you can’t be sure that the nation hasn’t just run up a flight of stairs.
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Called Mere Necromancy Poll Science Talking
Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
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Alert Condition Demand Finally Ideal Mind Produce Read Sort Under Work
Nauseous. Nauseated. The first means “sickening to contemplate”; the second means “sick at the stomach.” Do not, therefore, say “I feel nauseous,” unless you are sure you have that effect on others.
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Contemplate Country Eman People Person Place Second Sick Stomach
There is nothing harder to estimate than a writer’s time, nothing harder to keep track of. There are moments—moments of sustained creation—when his time is fairly valuable; and there are hours and hours when a writer’s time isn’t worth the paper he is not writing anything on.
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Estimate Harder Keep Nothing Of Time Track
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
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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Anyone Born Eating Heaven Help Little Perhaps Something
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
Creation is in part merely the business of forgoing the great and small distractions.
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Business Creation Distraction Forgiving Great Merely Part Small

Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.

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