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.
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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I am always humbled by the infite ingenuity of the Lord, who can make a red barn cast a blue shadow.
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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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A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word to paper.
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Life is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past but you can’t erase it.
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Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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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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Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.
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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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Is there anything in the universe more beautiful and protective than the simple complexity of a spider’s web?
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I am reminded of the advice of my neighbor. “Never worry about your heart till it stops beating.
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Every morning I awake torn between a desire to save the world and an inclination to savor it. This makes it hard to plan the day. But if we forget to savor the world, what possible reason do we have for saving it? In a way, the savoring must come first.
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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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Never hurry and never worry!
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Loneliness is a strange gift.
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The whole problem is to establish communication with ones self.
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