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.
E. B. WHITEBe obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
More E. B. White Quotes
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Use the smallest word that does the job.
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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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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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To achieve style, begin by affecting none.
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The main thing I try to do is write as clearly as I can. I rewrite a good deal to make it clear.
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In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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I have one share in corporate Earth, and I am nervous about the management.
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When I get sick of what men do, I have only to walk a few steps in another direction to see what spiders do. Or what the weather does. This sustains me very well indeed.
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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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I am always humbled by the infite ingenuity of the Lord, who can make a red barn cast a blue shadow.
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Loneliness is a strange gift.
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Democracy is itself, a religious faith. For some it comes close to being the only formal religion they have.
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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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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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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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