E. B. White Quotes
-
Dentistry is more impressive in town-what the rural man calls cleaning the teeth is called "prophylaxis" in New York.
-
It is by all odds the loftiest of cities. It even managed to reach the highest point in the sky at the lowest moment of the depression.
-
The so-called science of poll-taking is not a science at all but mere necromancy. People are unpredictable by nature, and although you can take a nation's pulse, you can't be sure that the nation hasn't just run up a flight of stairs.
-
Democracy is itself, a religious faith. For some it comes close to being the only formal religion they have.
-
Reading is the work of the alert mind, is demanding, and under ideal conditions produces finally a sort of ecstasy.
-
Thus I, gone forth, as spiders do, In spider’s web a truth discerning, Attach one silken strand to you For my returning.
-
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!
-
In a man's middle years there is scarcely a part of the body he would hesitate to turn over to the proper authorities.
-
The siren south is well enough, but New York, at the beginning of March, is a hoyden we would not care to miss--a drafty wench, her temperature up and down, full of bold promises and dust in the eye.
-
Delay is natural to a writer. He is like a surfer-he bides his time, waits for the perfect wave on which to ride in. Delay is instinctive with him. He waits for the surge (of emotion? of strength? of courage?) that will carry him along.
-
Thurber did not write the way a surgeon operates, he wrote the way a child skips rope, the way a mouse waltzes.
-
Deathlessness should be arrived at in a... haphazard fashion. Loving fame as much as any man, we shall carve our initials in the shell of a tortoise and turn him loose in a peat bog.
-
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.
-
If sometimes there seems to be a sort of sameness of sound in The New Yorker, it probably can be traced to the magazine's copydesk, which is a marvelous fortress of grammatical exactitude and stylish convention.