Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.
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.
More E. B. White Quotes
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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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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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You can dissect a joke just as you can a frog. But it tends to die on you.
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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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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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Mother: It’s broccoli, dear. — Child: I say it’s spinach, and I say the hell with it.
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Loneliness is a strange gift.
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Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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Old age is a special problem for me because I’ve never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself – a lad of about 19.
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Writing is hard work and bad for the health.
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English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education – sometimes it’s sheer luck, like getting across the street.
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In every queen there’s a touch of floozy.
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A schoolchild should be taught grammar-for the same reason that a medical student should study anatomy.
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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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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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