Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
E. B. WHITEExtreme cold when it first arrives seems to generate cheerfulness and sociability. For a few hours all life’s dubious problems are dropped in favor of the clear and congenial task of keeping alive.
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Stuart rose from the ditch, climbed into his car, and started up the road that led toward the north…As he peeked ahead into the great land that stretched before him, the way seemed long. But the sky was bright, and he somehow felt he was headed in the right direction.
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I have one share in corporate Earth, and I am nervous about the management.
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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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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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Loneliness is a strange gift.
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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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A schoolchild should be taught grammar-for the same reason that a medical student should study anatomy.
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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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Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.
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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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Extreme cold when it first arrives seems to generate cheerfulness and sociability. For a few hours all life’s dubious problems are dropped in favor of the clear and congenial task of keeping alive.
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A despot doesn’t fear eloquent writers preaching freedom- he fears a drunken poet who may crack a joke that will take hold.
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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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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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“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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