A man's liberal and conservative phases seem to follow each other in a succession of waves from the time he is born. Children are radicals. Youths are conservatives, with a dash of criminal negligence. Men in their prime are liberals (as long as their digestion keeps pace with their intellect). The middle aged run to shelter: they insure their life, draft a will, accumulate mementos and occasional tables, and hope for security. And then comes old age, which repeats childhood - a time full of humors and sadness, but often full of courage and even prophecy.
E. B. WhiteA shaft of sunlight at the end of a dark afternoon, a note of music, and the way the back of a babyโs neck smells if itโs mother keeps it tidy,โ answered Henry. โCorrect,โ said Stuart. โThose are the important things. You forgot one thing, though. Mary Bendix, what did Henry Rackmeyer forget?โ โHe forgot ice cream with chocolate sauce on it,โ said Mary quickly.
E. B. WhiteWhat do you mean less than nothing? I don't think there is any such thing as less than nothing. Nothing is absolutely the limit of nothingness. It's the lowest you can go. It's the end of the line. How can something be less than nothing? If there were something that was less than nothing, then nothing would not be nothing, it would be something - even though it's just a very little bit of something. But if nothing is nothing, then nothing has nothing that is less than it is.
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