Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
E. B. WHITEEarly summer days are a jubilee time for birds. In the fields, around the house, in the barn, in the woods, in the swamp – everywhere love and songs and nests and eggs.
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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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It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
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A despot doesn’t fear eloquent writers preaching freedom- he fears a drunken poet who may crack a joke that will take hold.
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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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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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One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
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In a man’s middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.
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Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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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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Well,” said Stuart, “a misspelled word is an abomination in the sight of everyone.
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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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There is hardly a waiting room in the east that has not served as my cockpit, whether I was waiting to board a train or to see a dentist. And I am usually still trimming sheets when the train starts or drill begins to whine.
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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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Understanding humor is like dissecting a live frog. It can be done, but the frog tends to die in the process.
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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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