There's no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another. E. B. White accountcomplicatelead Change image and share on social
Analyzing humor is like dissecting a frog. Few people are interested and the frog dies of it. E. B. White analyzedissectfrog Change image and share on social
I can only assume that your editorial writer tripped over the First Amendment and thought it was the office cat. E. B. White amendmentassumecat Change image and share on social
I see nothing in space as promising as the view from a Ferris wheel. E. B. White ferrispromisespace Change image and share on social
Commas in The New Yorker fall with the precision of knives in a circus act, outlining the victim. E. B. White actcircuscomma Change image and share on social
The time not to become a father is eighteen years before a war. E. B. White eighteenfathertime Change image and share on social
The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind. E. B. White childhooddoorwayfull Change image and share on social
I 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. E. B. White arisedaydesire Change image and share on social
The only sense that is common in the long run, is the sense of change and we all instinctively avoid it. E. B. White avoidchangecommon Change image and share on social
Writing is hard work and bad for the health. E. B. White badhardhealth Change image and share on social
