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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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There is hardly a waiting room in the east that has not served as my cockpit, whether I was waiting to board a train or to see a dentist. And I am usually still trimming sheets when the train starts or drill begins to whine.
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Begin Cockpit Start Train Trim Usually Wait
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
We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.
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Even Give Grape Laundry Long Only Pick Run Sort Us
Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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Author Been College Color Only Prove Semi
The best writing is rewriting.
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Best Rewriting Write
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
Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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Freedom Oood Prefer Safety Well
“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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Ever Miraculous Say See Spider Try Web
A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
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Good Handy Humus Less More Nothing Sense Than Time
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
Writing is hard work and bad for the health.
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Bad Hard Health Work Writing
Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society – things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed.
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Bluffer Expression Great Guess Human Sailor Same Society True Weather
Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They’ll believe anything they see in print.
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Belief Country Gullible People Person Print See Trust
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?
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Friend Itself Like Tremendous Web Wove
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
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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No one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader’s intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing.
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Attitude Decently Distrustful Intelligence Patronizing Reader Write
Before the seed there comes the thought of bloom.
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Before Bloom Come Seed Through
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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Around Barn Bird Day Early Everywhere Field House Jubilee Summer Swamp Time Wood
Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.
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Another Day Hang Hat Hope Tomorrow Wind
Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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Luck Made Men Mention Presence Self Something
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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Anything Background Children Game Hand Net Over Them Throw Word
Books hold most of the secrets of the world, most of the thoughts that men and women have had. And when you are reading a book, you and the author are alone together-just the two of you.
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Book Men Most Secret Women World
I am often mad, but I would hate to be nothing but mad: and I think I would lose what little value I may have as a writer if I were to refuse, as a matter of principle, to accept the warming rays of the sun, and to report them, whenever, and if ever, they
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Amd Lose Mad Nothing Often Think Winter
Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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Clearly Obscure Tongue Understand Way Wild
“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
I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.
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Bright Feel Future Less Man More Nature Optimistic Outwit Prove Spent Time

“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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“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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