I am always humbled by the infite ingenuity of the Lord, who can make a red barn cast a blue shadow.
E. B. WhiteThe mind travels faster than the pen; consequently, writing becomes a question of learning to make occasional wing shots, bringing down the bird of thought as it flashes by. A writer is a gunner, sometimes waiting in the blind for something to come in, sometimes roaming the countryside hoping to scare something up.
E. B. White