People are, if anything, more touchy about being thought silly than they are about being thought unjust.
E. B. WHITELife is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past but you can’t erase it.
More E. B. White Quotes
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In every queen there’s a touch of floozy.
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Use the smallest word that does the job.
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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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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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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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English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education – sometimes it’s sheer luck, like getting across the street.
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Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
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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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When you say something, make sure you have said it. The chances of your having said it are only fair.
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A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.
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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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Television will enormously enlarge the eye’s range, and, like radio, will advertise the Elsewhere. Together with the tabs, the mags, and the movies, it will insist that we forget the primary and the near in favor of the secondary and the remote.
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Creation is in part merely the business of forgoing the great and small distractions.
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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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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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