It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
E. B. WHITEIn a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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“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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Nauseous. Nauseated. The first means “sickening to contemplate”; the second means “sick at the stomach.” Do not, therefore, say “I feel nauseous,” unless you are sure you have that effect on others.
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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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The whole duty of a writer is to please and satisfy himself, and the true writer always plays to an audience of one.
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A schoolchild should be taught grammar-for the same reason that a medical student should study anatomy.
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Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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I’ve got a new friend, all right. But what a gamble friendship is! Charlotte is fierce, brutal, scheming, bloodthirsty-everything I don’t like. How can I learn to like her, even though she is pretty and, of course, clever?
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I have noticed that most men when they enter a barber shop and must wait their turn, drop into a chair and pick up a magazine. I simply sit down and pick up the thread of my sea wanderings, which began more than fifty years ago and is not quite ended.
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Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what’s a life, anyway?
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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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Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
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Books are good company, in sad times and happy times, for books are people– people who have managed to stay alive by hiding between the covers of a book.
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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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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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