It is by all odds the loftiest of cities. It even managed to reach the highest point in the sky at the lowest moment of the depression.
A good farmer is nothing more nor less than a handy man with a sense of humus.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote highlights the importance of practical skills and a connection to the earth in farming, emphasizing both the labor involved and the lighthearted nature one should have in life.
E. B. White's quote suggests that a good farmer embodies practical skills and knowledge, much like a handyman, but also possesses a sense of humor associated with the earth, represented by "humus." It underscores the idea that farming is not just about hard work but also about appreciating the lighter side of life and the joys of working with nature. The playful wordplay on "humus" reflects the balance between seriousness and light-heartedness required to thrive as a farmer and in life.
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Example use cases
During a speech on sustainability, this quote could illustrate the balance of skills and humor in farming.
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