When my wife's Aunt Caroline was in her nineties, she lived with us, and she once remarked: 'Remembrance is sufficient of the beauty we have seen.' I cherish the remembrance of the beauty I have seen. I cherish the grave, compulsive word.
E. B. WhiteA writer's style reveals something of his spirit, his habits, his capacites, his bias...it is the Self escaping into the open.
E. B. WhiteFrom three to four, he planned to stand perfectly still and think of what it was like to be alive.
E. B. White