A writer is like a bean plant - he has his little day, and then gets stringy. E. B. White beandayplant Change image and share on social
When I was a child people simply looked about them and were moderately happy; today they peer beyond the seven seas, bury themselves waist deep in tidings, and by and large what they see and hear makes them unutterably sad. E. B. White burychilddeep share on social
The terror of the atom age is not the violence of the new power but the speed of man's adjustment to it, the speed of his acceptance. E. B. White acceptanceadjustmentage Change image and share on social
It is easier for a man to be loyal to his club than to his planet; the bylaws are shorter, and he is personally acquainted with the other members. E. B. White acquaintbylawclub Change image and share on social
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. E. B. White brightfeelfuture Change image and share on social
I don't know which is more discouraging, literature or chickens. E. B. White chickendiscourageliterature Change image and share on social
The critic leaves at curtain fall To find, in starting to review it, He scarcely saw the play at all For starting to review it. E. B. White criticcurtainfall Change image and share on social
