EB White is my hero.

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

Analyzing humor is like dissecting a frog. Few people are interested and the frog dies of it.

English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education - sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across the street.

I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving he can outwit nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.

The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.

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