In the Words of E.B. White


IMG_6369Friday, July 11th marks the birthday of one of my favorite authors, E.B. White. Born in 1899, his words both in the children’s books Stuart Little, Charlotte’s Web, and The Trumpet of the Swan as well as his writing for adults provide words of wisdom.

I wake every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult.

Write about it by day. Dream about it by night.

Always be on the lookout for the presence of wonder.

We should all do, what in the long run, gives us joy.

Dissecting humor is like dissecting a frog. Few people are interested and the frog dies from it.

Genius is more often found in a cracked pot than a whole one.

Life is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past, but you can’t erase it.

One of the most time consuming things is to have an enemy.

Writing is both mask and unveiling.

Democracy is the recurrent suspicion that more than half of the people are right more than half of the time.

I admire anyone who has the guts to write anything at all.

From Charlotte’s Web:

  • “Why did you do all this for me?” he asked. “I don’t deserve it. I’ve never done anything for you.” “You have been my friend,” replied Charlotte. “That in itself is a tremendous thing.”
  • By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone’s life can stand a little of that.
  • It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer.

From The Trumpet of the Swan:

  • Safety is all well and good: I prefer freedom.

Perhaps you’d like to join me as I reread E.B. White’s children’s books or peruse a few of his essays.

 

 

 

 

 

2 thoughts on “In the Words of E.B. White

    1. I’ve enjoyed his children’s books, but haven’t had any luck finding his books of essays at the library. May need to break down and purchase for my Kindle!

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