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.
E. B. WHITEWhy 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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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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Make the work interesting and the discipline will take care of itself.
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You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what’s a life, anyway?
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Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They’ll believe anything they see in print.
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Loneliness is a strange gift.
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A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word to paper.
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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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I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.
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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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English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education – sometimes it’s sheer luck, like getting across the street.
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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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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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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.
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No one can write decently who is distrustful of the reader’s intelligence or whose attitude is patronizing.
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Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.
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