Trust me, Wilbur. People are very gullible. They'll believe anything they see in print.
E.B. WhiteTag: humor gullibility insidious
The best writing is rewriting.
E.B. WhiteTag: writing
Explaining a joke is like dissecting a frog. You understand it better but the frog dies in the process.
E.B. WhiteTag: humour
... with men it's rush, rush, rush, every minute. I'm glad I'm a sedentary spider."
"What does sedentary mean?" asked Wilbur.
"Means I sit still a good part of the time and don't go wandering all over creation. I know a good thing when I see it, and my web is a good thing. I stay put and wait for what comes. Gives me a chance to think.
Only a person who is congenitally self-centered has the effrontery and the stamina to write essays.
E.B. WhiteI remember what it is like to be in love before any of love’s complexities or realities or disturbances has entered in, to dilute its splendor and challenge its perfection.
E.B. WhiteTag: love
Surely the Board knows what democracy is. It is the line that forms on the right. It is the don’t in Don’t Shove. It is the hole in the stuffed shirt through which the sawdust slowly trickles; it is the dent in the high hat. Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half the people are right more than half the time. It is the feeling of privacy in the voting booths, the feeling of communion in the libraries, the feeling of vitality everywhere. Democracy is the score at the beginning of the ninth. It is an idea which hasn’t been disproved yet, a song the words of which have not gone bad. It’s the mustard on the hot dog and the cream in the rationed coffee. Democracy is a request from a War Board, in the middle of a morning in the middle of a war, wanting to know what democracy is.
E.B. WhiteTag: war democracy america world-war-ii essays new-yorker war-board
Once in everyone's life there is apt to be a period when he is fully awake, instead of half-asleep.
E.B. WhiteTag: life inspirational profound
There is a decivilizing bug somewhere at work; unconsciously persons of stern worth, by not resenting and resisting the small indignities of the times, are preparing themselves for the eventual acceptance of what they themselves know they don’t want.
E.B. WhiteTag: modernity
New York is to the nation what the white church spire is to the village - the visible symbol of aspiration and faith, the white plume saying the way is up
E.B. WhiteTag: new-york-city
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