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From morning till night, sounds drift from the kitchen, most of them familiar and comforting. . . . On days when warmth is the most important need of the human heart, the kitchen is the place you can find it; it dries the wet sock, it cools the hot little brain.

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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
The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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Communication Establish One Problem Self Whole
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
No one should come to New York to live unless he is willing to be lucky.
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Come Country Live Lucky One Should Unless
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 believe in dreams. People should have faith in the songs poets sing.
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Believe Dream Faith People Poet Sing Song
Life’s meaning has always eluded me and I guess always will. But I love it just the same.
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Always Eluded Let Love Make Same
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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Born City Computer Country First Man New Roughly Take Three Woman
I admire anybody who has the guts to write anything at all.
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Admire All Anybody Anything Gut Want Write
Good deeds never go unpunished.
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Ded Go Good never Unpunished
Oh, I never look under the hood.
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Hood never Took Under
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
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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Childish Essayist Everything Happen Liberate Self Sustain Think
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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Desire Editor Escape More Person Terrible Write Writer
Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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Author Been College Color Only Prove Semi
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

From morning till night, sounds drift from the kitchen, most of them familiar and comforting. . . . On days when warmth is the most important need of the human heart, the kitchen is the place you can find it; it dries the wet sock, it cools the hot little brain.

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From morning till night, sounds drift from the kitchen, most of them familiar and comforting. . . . On days when warmth is the most important need of the human heart, the kitchen is the place you can find it; it dries the wet sock, it cools the hot little brain.

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