The South is the land of the sustained sibilant. Everywhere, for the appreciative visitor, the letter "s" insinuates itself in the scene: in the sound of sea and sand, in the singing shell, in the heat of sun and sky, in the sultriness of the gentle hours, in the siesta, in the stir of birds and insects.
E. B. WhiteThere is nothing harder to estimate than a writer's time, nothing harder to keep track of. There are momentsโmoments of sustained creationโwhen his time is fairly valuable; and there are hours and hours when a writer's time isn't worth the paper he is not writing anything on.
E. B. WhiteThe world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.
E. B. White