vexatious world of
people were whole world, would not
enjoy it at all
If the vexatious world of people were the whole world, I would not enjoy it at all.
But it is only a small, though noisy, part of the whole; and I find the natural world as engaging and as innocent as it ever was.
When I get sick of what men do, I have only to walk a few steps in another direction to see what spiders do.
Or what the weather does.
This sustains me very well indeed, and I have no complaints.
From a letter to Carrie A. Wilson, May 1, 1951 in the Letters of EB White ( New York : Harper Collins, 2006)
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