I believe in dreams. People should have faith in the songs poets sing.
E. B. WHITEWriting is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
More E. B. White Quotes
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I get up every morning determined to both change the world and to have one hell of a good time. Sometimes, this makes planning the day difficult.
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The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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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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Use the smallest word that does the job.
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Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
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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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“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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A writer should concern himself with whatever absorbs his fancy, stirs his heart, and unlimbers his typewriter. … A writer has the duty to be good, not lousy: true, not false; lively, not dull; accurate, not full of error. He should tend to lift people up, not lower them down.
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Prejudice is a great time saver. You can form opinions without having to get the facts.
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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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Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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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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Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
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No one should come to New York to live unless he is willing to be lucky.
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