Delay is natural to a writer. He is like a surfer-he bides his time, waits for the perfect wave on which to ride in. Delay is instinctive with him. He waits for the surge (of emotion? of strength? of courage?) that will carry him along.
E. B. WhiteIt is quite possible that an animal has spoken to me and that I didn't catch the remark because I wasn't paying attention.
E. B. WhiteIt can destroy an individual, or it can fulfill him, depending a good deal on luck. No one should come to New York to live unless he is willing to be lucky.
E. B. WhiteThe world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.
E. B. WhiteAnyone who writes down to children is simply wasting his time. You have to write up, not down. Children are demanding. They are the most attentive, curious, eager, observant, sensitive, quick, and generally congenial readers on earth.... Children are game for anything. I throw them hard words and they backhand them across the net.
E. B. White