Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
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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Habitually creative people are prepared to be lucky.
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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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There is nothing more likely to start disagreement among people or countries than an agreement.
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There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter.
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One of the most time-consuming things is to have an enemy.
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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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The essayist is a self-liberated man, sustained by the childish belief that everything he thinks about, everything that happens to him, is of general interest.
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I have one share in corporate Earth, and I am nervous about the management.
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Be obscure clearly! Be wild of tongue in a way we can understand.
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All that I hope to say in books, all that I ever hope to say, is that I love the world.
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Life’s meaning has always eluded me and I guess always will. But I love it just the same.
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I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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From morning till night, sounds drift from the kitchen, most of them familiar and comforting. . . . On days when warmth is the most important need of the human heart, the kitchen is the place you can find it; it dries the wet sock, it cools the hot little brain.
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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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When an American family becomes separated from its toothbrushes and combs and pajamas for a few hours it considers that it has had quite an adventure.
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