“These autumn days will shorten and grow cold. The leaves
will shake loose from the trees and fall. Christmas will come, then the snows
of winter. You will live to enjoy the beauty of the frozen world, for you mean
a great deal to Zuckerman and he will not harm you, ever. Winter will pass, the
days will lengthen, the ice will melt in the pasture pond. The song sparrow
will return and sing, the frogs will awake, the warm wind will blow again. All
these sights and sounds and smells will be yours to enjoy, Wilbur — this lovely
world, these precious days.” – from Charlotte's Web by Elwyn Brooks, “E.B.”
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