“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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Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter.
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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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Early summer days are a jubilee time for birds. In the fields, around the house, in the barn, in the woods, in the swamp – everywhere love and songs and nests and eggs.
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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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Prejudice is a great time saver. You can form opinions without having to get the facts.
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Good deeds never go unpunished.
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I have noticed that most men when they enter a barber shop and must wait their turn, drop into a chair and pick up a magazine. I simply sit down and pick up the thread of my sea wanderings, which began more than fifty years ago and is not quite ended.
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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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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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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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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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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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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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If a man is to be obsessed by something, I suppose a boat is as good as anything, perhaps a bit better than most.
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It is quite possible that an animal has spoken to me and that I didn’t catch the remark because I wasn’t paying attention.
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Never hurry and never worry!
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Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.
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Salutations; it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning
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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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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.
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Nationalism has two fatal charms for its devotees: It presupposes local self-sufficiency, which is a pleasant and desirable condition, and it suggests, very subtly, a certain personal superiority by reason of one’s belonging to a place which is definable and familiar, as against a place that is strange, remote.
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Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
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Wilbur never forgot Charlotte. Although he loved her children and grandchildren dearly, none of the new spiders ever quite took her place in his heart. She was in a class by herself. It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer. Charlotte was both.
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Well,” said Stuart, “a misspelled word is an abomination in the sight of everyone.
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