Children hold spring so tightly in their brown fists-just as grownups, who are less sure of it, hold it in their hearts. — E. B. White Copy Share Image
“I find this morning that what I most vividly and longingly recall is the sight of my grandson and his little sunburnt sister returning to their kitchen door from an excursion, with trophies of the meadow clutched in their hands—she… — E.B. White Copy Share Image
