—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.

E. B. White (via theparisreview)

E.B White is one of those characters whose intellect and talent I always ardently admire but whom I almost always passionately disagree with.

Delay may be natural but I think it is born of cowardice so I wouldn’t compare it to something as invigorating as I imagine surfing is.