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Chicago is a sort of journalistic Yellowstone Park, offering haven to a last herd of fantastic bravos.

Ben Hecht

Despite all our toil and progress, the art of medicine still falls somewhere between trout casting and spook writing.
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Art Fall Medicine Writing
I’m a Hollywood writer, so I put on my sports jacket and take off my brain.
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Brain Hollywood Sports
Bad writing is not easier than good writing. It’s just as hard to make a toilet seat as it is a castle window. Only the view is different.
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Castle Views Writing
I’ll tell you a secret. We live in a mad and inspiring world.
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Mad Secret World
The movies are an eruption of trash that has lamed the American mind and retarded Americans from becoming cultured people.
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Eruption Mind People
I have known a number of Don Juans who were good studs and who cavorted between the sheets without a psychiatrist to guide them. But most of the busy love-makers I knew were looking for masculinity rather than practicing it. They were fellows of dubious lust.
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Lust Number
The rest of the fraternity is deadwood. Yet, in a curious way, there is not much difference between the product of a good writer and a bad one. They both have to toe the same mark.
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Between Curious Difference Good Mark Same Writer
I know that a man who shows me his wealth is like the beggar who shows me his poverty; they are both looking for alms from me, the rich man for the alms of my envy, the poor man for the alms of my guilt.
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Envy Guilt Men
Television excites me because it seems to be the last stamping ground of poetry, the last place where I hear women’s hair rhapsodically described, women’s faces acclaimed in odelike language.
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Hair Lasts Television
There’s one thing that keeps surprising you about stormy old friends after they die – their silence.
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Death Friends Old Silence
Three years ago, the white hope of the theatre. Today, a mug. That’s New York for you. Puts you on a Christmas tree, and then – the alley.
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Country White Years
Criticism can never instruct or benefit you. Its chief effect is that of a telegram with dubious news. Praise leaves no glow behind, for it is a writer’s habit to remember nothing good of himself.
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Christmas Criticism Dubious News Praise
Love is the magician that pulls him out of his own hat.
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Day Love Men Valentines
A man nearly always loves for other reasons than he thinks. A lover is apt to be as full of secrets from himself as is the object of his love from him.
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Fake Men People Thinking
I haunted streets, whorehouses, police stations, courtrooms, theater stages, jails, saloons, slums, madhouses, fires, murders, riots, banquet halls and bookshops.
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Cities Jail Sleep
He was in love with life as an ant on a summer blade of grass.
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June Life Love Summer

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