Fern was up at daylight, trying to rid the world of injustice. As a result, she now has a pig. A small one to be sure, but nevertheless a pig. It just shows what can happen if a person gets out of bed promptly.
E. B. WHITELuck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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Geese are friends to no one, they bad mouth everybody and everything. But they are companionable once you get used to their ingratitude and false accusations.
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Children are game for anything. I throw them hard words, and they backhand them over the net. They love words that give them a hard time, provided they are in a context that absorbs their attention.
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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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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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Writing is one way to go about thinking, and the practice and habit of writing not only drain the mind but supply it, too.
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Life’s meaning has always eluded me and I guess always will. But I love it just the same.
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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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An editor is a person who knows more about writing than writers do but who has escaped the terrible desire to write.
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It is quite possible that an animal has spoken to me and that I didn’t catch the remark because I wasn’t paying attention.
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Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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Writing is both mask and unveiling.
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It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
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All writing is communication; creative writing is communication through revelation-it is the Self-escaping into the open.
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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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The so-called science of poll-taking is not a science at all but mere necromancy. People are unpredictable by nature, and although you can take a nation’s pulse, you can’t be sure that the nation hasn’t just run up a flight of stairs.
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