All writing is communication; creative writing is communication through revelation-it is the Self-escaping into the open.
E. B. WHITESailors 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.
More E. B. White Quotes
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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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Before the seed there comes the thought of bloom.
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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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It can destroy an individual, or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck.
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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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Good deeds never go unpunished.
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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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A writer should concern himself with whatever absorbs his fancy, stirs his heart, and unlimbers his typewriter. … A writer has the duty to be good, not lousy: true, not false; lively, not dull; accurate, not full of error. He should tend to lift people up, not lower them down.
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The whole duty of a writer is to please and satisfy himself, and the true writer always plays to an audience of one.
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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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Most people think of peace as a state of Nothing Bad Happening, or Nothing Much Happening. Yet if peace is to overtake us and make us the gift of serenity and well-being, it will have to be the state of Something Good Happening.
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From morning till night, sounds drift from the kitchen, most of them familiar and comforting. . . . On days when warmth is the most important need of the human heart, the kitchen is the place you can find it; it dries the wet sock, it cools the hot little brain.
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I have noticed that most men when they enter a barber shop and must wait their turn, drop into a chair and pick up a magazine. I simply sit down and pick up the thread of my sea wanderings, which began more than fifty years ago and is not quite ended.
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We’re born, we live a little while, we die. A spider’s life can’t help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. 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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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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