Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
E. B. WHITEMost people think of peace as a state of Nothing Bad Happening, or Nothing Much Happening. Yet if peace is to overtake us and make us the gift of serenity and well-being, it will have to be the state of Something Good Happening.
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The city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something.
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Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
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Writing is hard work and bad for the health.
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Oh, I never look under the hood.
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In a man’s middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.
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Loneliness is a strange gift.
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Why did you do all this for me?’ he asked. ‘I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything for you.’ ‘You have been my friend,’ replied Charlotte. ‘That in itself is a tremendous thing.
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Use the smallest word that does the job.
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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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And then, just as Wilbur was settling down for his morning nap, he heard again the thin voice that had addressed him the night before. “Salutations!” said the voice. Wilbur jumped to his feet. “Salu-what?” he cried. “Salutations!” repeated the voice.
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The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.
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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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People are, if anything, more touchy about being thought silly than they are about being thought unjust.
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