E. B. White
E. B. White
Elwyn Brooks "E. B." White was an American writer. He was a contributor to The New Yorker magazine and a co-author of the English language style guide The Elements of Style, which is commonly known as "Strunk & White". He also wrote books for children, including Stuart Little, Charlotte's Web, and The Trumpet of the Swan. Charlotte's Web was voted the top children's novel in a 2012 survey of School Library Journal readers, an accomplishment repeated in earlier surveys...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth11 July 1899
CountryUnited States of America
I see my life as a part of the earth, a patch of ground to be cultivated. This field I have chosen to call joy. What grows in the field will be some grasses called happiness, and some called anguish, sadness, and disappointment. They are not permanent. They grow, wither and die. But the field of my being remains joyful.
because I'm trying to live a Christian life and I want to do that for what happened with him but I've had some dark hours. It has completely destroyed me physically and mentally.
I am the oldest on this team. It doesn't bother me. A lot of them are young guys, first year. I am just trying to help them with the life after A ball.
This whole thing came on when I was 37. Up to there I lived a normal life.
Writing is both mask and unveiling.
I've farmed all my life and had livestock killed by coyotes and mountain lions, so I can see both sides of it. It's easy for you and me to say that the guy should give up some grapes to the bears, but he's the one making the mortgage payment.
Loneliness is a strange gift.
Commuter - one who spends his life In riding to and from his wife; A man who shaves and takes a train And then rides back to shave again.
An unhatched egg is to me the greatest challenge in life.
Life is like writing with a pen. You can cross out your past but you can't erase it.
Luck is not something you can mention in the presence of self-made men.
Wilbur never forgot Charlotte. Although he loved her children and grandchildren dearly, none of the new spiders ever quite took her place in his heart. She was in a class by herself. It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer. Charlotte was both.
I am pessimistic about the human race because it is too ingenious for its own good. Our approach to nature is to beat it into submission. We would stand a better chance of survival if we accommodated ourselves to this planet and viewed it appreciatively instead of skeptically and dictatorially.
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.