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.
E. B. WHITEIt 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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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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There’s no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another.
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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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Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
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People are, if anything, more touchy about being thought silly than they are about being thought unjust.
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Extreme cold when it first arrives seems to generate cheerfulness and sociability. For a few hours all life’s dubious problems are dropped in favor of the clear and congenial task of keeping alive.
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Only a person who is congenially self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays
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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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All that I hope to say in books, all that I ever hope to say, is that I love the world.
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Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.
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I am reminded of the advice of my neighbor. “Never worry about your heart till it stops beating.
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Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.
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A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer… He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring.
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Writing is hard work and bad for the health.
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