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It is Sunday, mid-morning-Sunday in the living room, Sunday in the kitchen, Sunday in the woodshed, Sunday down the road in the village: I hear the bells, calling me to share God’s grace.

E. B. White

People are, if anything, more touchy about being thought silly than they are about being thought unjust.
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Anything Being More People Thought Touchy Unjust
A writer’s style reveals something of his spirit, his habits, his capacites, his bias…it is the Self escaping into the open.
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Bias Capacities Escape Habit Open Reveal Self Something Style Writer
I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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Ferris Nothing Promising Space View Wheel
Most 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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Bad Happen Happening Most Much Nothing Peace People State Think
“What’s miraculous about a spider’s web?” said Mrs. Arable. “I don’t see why you say a web is a miracle–it’s just a web.” “Ever try to spin one?” asked Mr. Dorian.
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Ever Miraculous Say See Spider Try Web
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 Heaven Help Know Life Lift Little Perhaps Stand Trifle Try
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
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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Estimate Harder Keep Nothing Of Time Track
I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Chicken Discourage Know Literature More
I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
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Arise Between Desire Enjoy Morning World
All writing is communication; creative writing is communication through revelation-it is the Self-escaping into the open.
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Communication Creative Escape Open Revelation Self Write Writing
“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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Fancy Good Morning Salutation Scream What
Salutations; it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning
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Fancy Good Morning Hello Just Say Solution Way
Before the seed there comes the thought of bloom.
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Before Bloom Come Seed Through
Life is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past but you can’t erase it.
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Cros Erase Life Like Pen Put Writing
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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Climb Clitch led North Problem Road Rose Start Stuart Toward

It is Sunday, mid-morning-Sunday in the living room, Sunday in the kitchen, Sunday in the woodshed, Sunday down the road in the village: I hear the bells, calling me to share God’s grace.

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It is Sunday, mid-morning-Sunday in the living room, Sunday in the kitchen, Sunday in the woodshed, Sunday down the road in the village: I hear the bells, calling me to share God’s grace.

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