E.B. White Quotes
Lady's mouth tasted like blood and iron all the time now. It tasted like defeat.
I swear, gentlemen, that to be too conscious is an illness - a real thorough-going illness.
...there is no explaining anything by reasoning and so it is useless to reason.
Something you killed didn't stay dead? Wow. That must have really put some termites in your coffin.
The Boogeyman, ' he said, just to be sure. 'The Boogeyman killed an employee of the President of the United States.'The president nodded.Some days, Zach thought, I really hate this job.
Man’s guilt in history and in the tides of his own blood has been complicated by technology, the daily seeping falsehearted death.
I wonder if anyone gets through childhood without being broken. I certainly did not.
But if America falters in greatness and purpose, than Americans are nothing but the offscourings and hungry of other lands.
When two or three are gathered in unison, when all awareness is in total harmony, something magical will happen.
The road to the heart is not a long, linear path, but this turning. There is no race or competition, just me and God going deeper, carving a canyon to the soul.
He had conquered murder only to be faced with war. There were no laws for that.
Some of us are looking at the stars, but all of us are living in the gutter.
for the first time in an age, he saw the beauty of the stars, rather than the darkness between them.
Yet all three animals were keyed to a tenseness of living that was almost painful, and scarcely ever would it come to them to be more alive than they were then in their seeming petrifaction.
Survival is an ancient dream Life is nothing but an everlasting illusionNothing is RealDon’t believe in illusion, Remember me, I am here …
You could put your faith in technology. It got you here, it can get you out" - Murray (WN 285).
Mechanism! Everywhere -- mechanism! Devices for getting away from life so complete that there seemed no life to get away from.
She is so lovely she could kill you without you even noticing it. A monster girl who knows when to kiss and when to kill.
Never before had he seen a woman so angry—or so seductive. It rendered him speechless. He couldn’t fight the compulsion to kiss her.She punched him on the chin, snapping his head back.
Everything you do.. defies any dream I've ever dreamed. You're so much more perfect to me than I ever knew how to wish for. ~Tara Mae~
Smile at people, pop your head into your boss’s office regularly and say hello, and come to your first meeting with something really smart to say.
And so she cut out her heart and offered it as a sacrifice. She would pay whatever price her mother Wallachia demanded.“Make me prince, ” she said without feeling.
If I were making a country, I'd get the sewage pipes first, then the democracy, then I'd go about giving pamphlets and statues of Gandhi to other people, but what do I know? I'm just a murderer!
Being called a murderer: fine, I have no objection to that. It's a fact: I am a sinner, a fallen human. But to be called a murderer by the police!
The world does not need white people to civilize others. The real White People's Burden is to civilize ourselves.
White privilege is an absence of the consequences of racism. An absence of structural discrimination, an absence of your race being viewed as a problem first and foremost.
Every voice raised against racism chips away at its power. We can't afford to stay silent.
When people inexplicably dissapeared into thin air, it was usually because they had a new zip code. Something like 666
Another circumstance, too, worried me in those days: that there was no one like me and I was unlike anyone else. "I am alone and they are everyone, " I thought–and pondered.
Not a word had dropped from my lips, or from hers, that could unsettle either of us—and yet the same unacknowledged sense of embarrassment made us shrink alike from meeting one another alone
Because any guilt the sizeof a speck of dust, or shame, can crush even the best of men, in mountains of weight
Zach had once heard the president described as "the most dangerous narcissist alive, because the world really does revolve around him.
Do you think it's really the Boogeyman that killed Brent? You think it's back?""I sincerely hope not.""When you say things like that, I start to cry a little on the inside.
I let my face go blank and nodded slowly. "Yes. The trolls. Back. With me. Cannot form. Complete sentences." I shook my head. "Yeah, so not happening.
Her fingers dug into the doorframe she leaned on, hoping and praying that he would just step out of the shadows and kiss her the way he had done so often in her dreams.
This is the first fall that I haven't gone to school. Maybe that's why I feel weird all the time.
He wanted to crumple her up and toss her from his mind like a scrap piece of paper filled with nonsensical doodles or dissonant words that formed unbalanced rhymes. Yet, he refused throw her away.
Every day is a new beginning, the building of a habit. Every action is a step in some direction. There is no pause in living.
Animals don’t lie. Animals don’t criticize. If animals have moody days, they handle them better than humans do.
