I have one share in corporate Earth, and I am nervous about the management.
E. B. WHITEThe essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest.
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I’ve got a new friend, all right. But what a gamble friendship is! Charlotte is fierce, brutal, scheming, bloodthirsty-everything I don’t like. How can I learn to like her, even though she is pretty and, of course, clever?
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By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone’s life can stand a little of that.
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I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.
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Life is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past but you can’t erase it.
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I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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A candidate could easily commit political suicide if he were to come up with an unconventional thought during a presidential tour.
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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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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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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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Writing is an act of faith, not a trick of grammar.
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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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It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
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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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Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky.
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Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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