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.
E. B. WHITEI 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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One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
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A right is a responsibility in reverse.
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Writing is hard work and bad for the health.
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To achieve style, begin by affecting none.
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Why 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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People are, if anything, more touchy about being thought silly than they are about being thought unjust.
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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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I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Wilbur never forgot Charlotte. Although he loved her children and grandchildren dearly, none of the new spiders ever quite took her place in his heart. She was in a class by herself. It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer. Charlotte was both.
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Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
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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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Oh, I never look under the hood.
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It can destroy an individual, or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck.
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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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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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