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There is hardly a waiting room in the east that has not served as my cockpit, whether I was waiting to board a train or to see a dentist. And I am usually still trimming sheets when the train starts or drill begins to whine.

E. B. White

I don’t know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens.
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Chicken Discourage Know Literature More
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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Bias Capacities Escape Habit Open Reveal Self Something Style Writer
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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Comfort Familiar Kitchen Morning Most Night Sound Till
Writing is one way to go about thinking, and the practice and habit of writing not only drain the mind but supply it, too.
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Practice Silly Think Thought Unjust Way Write
Stuart rose from the ditch, climbed into his car, and started up the road that led toward the north…As he peeked ahead into the great land that stretched before him, the way seemed long. But the sky was bright, and he somehow felt he was headed in the right direction.
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Climb Clitch led North Problem Road Rose Start Stuart Toward
“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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Ever Miraculous Say See Spider Try Web
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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Born City Computer Country First Man New Roughly Take Three Woman
The best writing is rewriting.
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Best Rewriting Write
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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Anyone Heaven Help Know Life Lift Little Perhaps Stand Trifle Try
Use the smallest word that does the job.
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Job Smallest Use Word
I believe in dreams. People should have faith in the songs poets sing.
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Believe Dream Faith People Poet Sing Song
You’re terrific as far as I am concerned.
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Concerned Far Terrific
Creation is in part merely the business of forgoing the great and small distractions.
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Business Creation Distraction Forgiving Great Merely Part Small
It is quite possible that an animal has spoken to me and that I didn’t catch the remark because I wasn’t paying attention.
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Animal Attention Catch Play Possible Quite Remark Spoken
Hang on to your hat. Hang on to your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day.
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Another Day Hang Hat Hope Tomorrow Wind
Loneliness is a strange gift.
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Gift Loneliness Strange
It can destroy an individual, or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck.
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Deal Depend Destroy Fulfill Individual Luck
Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They’ll believe anything they see in print.
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Belief Country Gullible People Person Print See Trust
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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Become Comb Consider Country Family Few Hour Pajama Separate Toothbrush
An editor is a person who knows more about writing than writers do but who has escaped the terrible desire to write.
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Desire Editor Escape More Person Terrible Write Writer
Oh, I never look under the hood.
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Hood never Took Under
When you say something, make sure you have said it. The chances of your having said it are only fair.
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Chance Far Have Make Only Say Something Sure
I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel.
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Ferris Nothing Promising Space View Wheel
Television will enormously enlarge the eye’s range, and, like radio, will advertise the Elsewhere. Together with the tabs, the mags, and the movies, it will insist that we forget the primary and the near in favor of the secondary and the remote.
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Advertise Else Enlarge Enormously Eye Radio Range Television Writer
Everything in life is somewhere else, and you get there in a car.
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Car Else Everything Life Somewhere
It is Sunday, mid-morning-Sunday in the living room, Sunday in the kitchen, Sunday in the woodshed, Sunday down the road in the village: I hear the bells, calling me to share God’s grace.
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Kitchen Living Morning Room Sunday Woodshed
I admire anybody who has the guts to write anything at all.
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Admire All Anybody Anything Gut Want Write

There is hardly a waiting room in the east that has not served as my cockpit, whether I was waiting to board a train or to see a dentist. And I am usually still trimming sheets when the train starts or drill begins to whine.

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