Oh, I never look under the hood.
E. B. WHITEA writer should concern himself with whatever absorbs his fancy, stirs his heart, and unlimbers his typewriter. … A writer has the duty to be good, not lousy: true, not false; lively, not dull; accurate, not full of error. He should tend to lift people up, not lower them down.
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Creation is in part merely the business of forgoing the great and small distractions.
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It can destroy an individual, or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck.
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“What’s miraculous about a spider’s web?” said Mrs. Arable. “I don’t see why you say a web is a miracle–it’s just a web.” “Ever try to spin one?” asked Mr. Dorian.
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Never hurry and never worry!
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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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I am often mad, but I would hate to be nothing but mad: and I think I would lose what little value I may have as a writer if I were to refuse, as a matter of principle, to accept the warming rays of the sun, and to report them, whenever, and if ever, they
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One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
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I have noticed that most men when they enter a barber shop and must wait their turn, drop into a chair and pick up a magazine. I simply sit down and pick up the thread of my sea wanderings, which began more than fifty years ago and is not quite ended.
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A poet dares be just so clear and no clearer… He unzips the veil from beauty, but does not remove it. A poet utterly clear is a trifle glaring.
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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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And then, just as Wilbur was settling down for his morning nap, he heard again the thin voice that had addressed him the night before. “Salutations!” said the voice. Wilbur jumped to his feet. “Salu-what?” he cried. “Salutations!” repeated the voice.
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In a man’s middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.
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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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In a free country it is the duty of writers to pay no attention to duty.
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The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.
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