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A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.

E. B. White

Stuart rose from the ditch, climbed into his car, and started up the road that led toward the north…As he peeked ahead into the great land that stretched before him, the way seemed long. But the sky was bright, and he somehow felt he was headed in the right direction.
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Climb Clitch led North Problem Road Rose Start Stuart Toward
Democracy is itself, a religious faith. For some it comes close to being the only formal religion they have.
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Being Close Come Democracy Formal Itself Religion Some
A right is a responsibility in reverse.
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Responsibility Reverse Right
I get up every morning determined to both change the world and to have one hell of a good time. Sometimes, this makes planning the day difficult.
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Both Challenge Determine Get Good Time Heel Morning One World
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
Salutations; it’s just my fancy way of saying hello or good morning
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Fancy Good Morning Hello Just Say Solution Way
It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
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Along Come Fiend Good Someone True Writer
Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They’ll believe anything they see in print.
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Belief Country Gullible People Person Print See Trust
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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Anything Background Children Game Hand Net Over Them Throw Word
I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Chicken Discourage Know Literature More
When an American family becomes separated from its toothbrushes and combs and pajamas for a few hours it considers that it has had quite an adventure.
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Become Comb Consider Country Family Few Hour Pajama Separate Toothbrush
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
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
Well,” said Stuart, “a misspelled word is an abomination in the sight of everyone.
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Abomination Country Everyone Misspeklled People Person Sight Well
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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Born City Computer Country First Man New Roughly Take Three Woman
Old age is a special problem for me because I’ve never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself – a lad of about 19.
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Age Been Image Mental Myself never Nineteen Old Problem Shed Special

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