In a man’s middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.
E. B. WHITETelevision will enormously enlarge the eye’s range, and, like radio, will advertise the Elsewhere. Together with the tabs, the mags, and the movies, it will insist that we forget the primary and the near in favor of the secondary and the remote.
More E. B. White Quotes
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Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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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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Fern was up at daylight, trying to rid the world of injustice. As a result, she now has a pig. A small one to be sure, but nevertheless a pig. It just shows what can happen if a person gets out of bed promptly.
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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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Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
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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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Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.
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A poet’s pleasure is to withhold a little of his meaning, to intensify by mystification. He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it.
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The rat had no morals, no conscience, no scruples, no consideration, no decency, no milk of rodent kindness, no compunctions, no higher feeling, no friendliness, no anything
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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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Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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A poem compresses much in a small space and adds music, thus heightening its meaning.
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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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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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