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“Do you understand how there could be any writing in a spider's web?" "Oh, no," said Dr. Dorian. "I don't understand it. But for that matter I don't understand how a spider learned to spin a web in the first place. When the words appeared, everyone said they were a miracle. But nobody pointed out that the web itself is a miracle." "What's miraculous about a spider's web?" said Mrs. Arable. "I don't see why you say a web is a miracle-it's just a web." "Ever try to spin one?" asked Dr. Dorian.”

Quote by E. B. White

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E. B. White, a renowned American writer, was born on July 11, 1899, and passed away on October 1, 1985. Known for his concise and elegant writing style, he is the author of classic works such as 'Charlotte's Web' and 'Stuart Little'. more

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