|E. B. White|
White on the beach with his dog Minnie
|Born||Elwyn Brooks White
July 11, 1899
Mount Vernon, New York, U.S.
|Died||October 1, 1985
North Brooklin, Maine, U.S.
The only sense that is common in the long run, is the sense of change and we all instinctively avoid it.
I can only assume that your editorial writer tripped over the First Amendment and thought it was the office cat.
There is nothing more likely to start disagreement among people or countries than an agreement.
The trouble with the profit system has always been that it was highly unprofitable to most people.
There's no limit to how complicated things can get, on account of one thing always leading to another.
The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.
We should all do what, in the long run, gives us joy, even if it is only picking grapes or sorting the laundry.
To perceive Christmas through its wrappings becomes more difficult with every year.
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.
Analyzing humor is like dissecting a frog. Few people are interested and the frog dies of it.
All we need is a meteorologist who has once been soaked to the skin without ill effect. No one can write knowingly of the weather who walks bent over on wet days.
English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education – sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.
Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.
The world organization debates disarmament in one room and, in the next room, moves the knights and pawns that make national arms imperative.
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.
A writer is like a bean plant – he has his little day, and then gets stringy.
A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
I have yet to see a piece of writing, political or non-political, that doesn't have a slant. All writing slants the way a writer leans, and no man is born perpendicular, although many men are born upright.
Prejudice is a great time saver. You can form opinions without having to get the facts.
It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.
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.
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.
Whatever else an American believes or disbelieves about himself, he is absolutely sure he has a sense of humor.
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.
Old age is a special problem for me because I've never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself – a lad of about 19.
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.
Commas in The New Yorker fall with the precision of knives in a circus act, outlining the victim.