Books hold most of the secrets of the world, most of the thoughts that men and women have had. And when you are reading a book, you and the author are alone together-just the two of you.
E. B. WHITEA right is a responsibility in reverse.
More E. B. White Quotes
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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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Prejudice is a great time saver. You can form opinions without having to get the facts.
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There’s no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another.
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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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A really companionable and indispensable dog is an accident of nature. You can’t get it by breeding for it, and you can’t buy it with money. It just happens along.
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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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A writer’s style reveals something of his spirit, his habits, his capacites, his bias…it is the Self escaping into the open.
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Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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Make the work interesting and the discipline will take care of itself.
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I am still encouraged to go on. I wouldn’t know where else to go.
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Semi-colons only prove that the author has been to college.
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Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky.
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You can dissect a joke just as you can a frog. But it tends to die on you.
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Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
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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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