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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.

E. B. White

When you say something, make sure you have said it. The chances of your having said it are only fair.
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Chance Far Have Make Only Say Something Sure
In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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Attention Country Duty Writer
Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.
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Another Day Hang Hat Hope Tomorrow Wind
The city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something.
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City Country Day Each Locust Person Something Somewhere
Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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Car Else Everything Life Somewhere
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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Bright Feel Future Less Man More Nature Optimistic Outwit Prove Spent Time
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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All Hope Book Love World
Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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Clearly Obscure Tongue Understand Way Wild
A despot doesn’t fear eloquent writers preaching freedom- he fears a drunken poet who may crack a joke that will take hold.
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Despot Drunken Eloquent Freedom Hold Joke Poet Preach Take Writer
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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Bias Capacities Escape Habit Open Reveal Self Something Style Writer
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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Arise Between Desire Enjoy Morning World
An editor is a person who knows more about writing than writers do but who has escaped the terrible desire to write.
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Desire Editor Escape More Person Terrible Write Writer
Nationalism has two fatal charms for its devotees: It presupposes local self-sufficiency, which is a pleasant and desirable condition, and it suggests, very subtly, a certain personal superiority by reason of one’s belonging to a place which is definable and familiar, as against a place that is strange, remote.
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Charm Condition Desirable Devotees Fatal Local Nationalism Prepossess Self Sufficiency Two
If a man is to be obsessed by something, I suppose a boat is as good as anything, perhaps a bit better than most.
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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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There is nothing harder to estimate than a writer’s time, nothing harder to keep track of. There are moments—moments of sustained creation—when his time is fairly valuable; and there are hours and hours when a writer’s time isn’t worth the paper he is not writing anything on.
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Estimate Harder Keep Nothing Of Time Track

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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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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