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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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There’s no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another.
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Account Another Complicated Lead Limit Thing
Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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Author Been College Color Only Prove Semi
A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word to paper.
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Condition Ideal Paper Put Wait Without Word Work Writer
I am always humbled by the infite ingenuity of the Lord, who can make a red barn cast a blue shadow.
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Always Blue Cast Humble Infinite Ingenuity Lord Make Shadow
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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All Anything Ask Been Deserve Done Friend never You
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
When you say something, make sure you have said it. The chances of your having said it are only fair.
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Chance Far Have Make Only Say Something Sure
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
Sailors have an expression about the weather: they say the weather is a great bluffer. I guess the same is true of our human society – things can look dark, then a break shows in the clouds, and all is changed.
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Bluffer Expression Great Guess Human Sailor Same Society True Weather
The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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Communication Establish One Problem Self Whole
I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Chicken Discourage Know Literature More
A poet’s pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify by mystification. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it.
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Intensify Meaning Mystification Pleasure Poet Withhold
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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Charm Condition Desirable Devotees Fatal Local Nationalism Prepossess Self Sufficiency Two
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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Kitchen Living Morning Room Sunday Woodshed
Every morning I awake torn between a desire to save the world and an inclination to savor it. This makes it hard to plan the day. But if we forget to savor the world, what possible reason do we have for saving it? In a way, the savoring must come first.
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Awake Born Desire Every Inclination Morning Save Savor World
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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Advertise Else Enlarge Enormously Eye Radio Range Television Writer

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