Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
E. B. WHITEGenius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.
More E. B. White Quotes
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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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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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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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A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
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Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.
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Nauseous. Nauseated. The first means “sickening to contemplate”; the second means “sick at the stomach.” Do not, therefore, say “I feel nauseous,” unless you are sure you have that effect on others.
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When I get sick of what men do, I have only to walk a few steps in another direction to see what spiders do. Or what the weather does. This sustains me very well indeed.
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Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than in a whole one.
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Books are good company, in sad times and happy times, for books are people– people who have managed to stay alive by hiding between the covers of a book.
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Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky.
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I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Oh, I never look under the hood.
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Writing is one way to go about thinking, and the practice and habit of writing not only drain the mind but supply it, too.
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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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Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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