Each of us, when our day’s work is done, must seek our ideal, whether it be love or pinochle or lobster à la Newburg, or the sweet silence of the musty bookshelves.
O. HENRYBroadway – the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
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East is East, and West is San Francisco, according to Californians. Californians are a race of people; they are not merely inhabitants of a State.
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This fair but pitiless city of Manhattan was without a soul its inhabitants were manikins moved by wires and springs.
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What is the world at its best but a little round field of the moving pictures with two walking together in it?
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It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
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If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another’s.
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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
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O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.
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She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed–necessary but scarcely noticed.
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It ain’t the roads we take; it’s what’s inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.
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History is bright and fiction dull with homely men who have charmed women.
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Humans were denied the speech of animals. The only common ground of communication upon which dogs and men can get together is in fiction.
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It gives men courage and ambition and the nerve for anything. It has the colour of gold, is clear as a glass and shines after dark as if the sunshine were still in it.
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When a man begins to be hilarious in a sorrowful way you can bet a million that he is dyeing his hair.
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Hospitality in the prairie country is not limited. Even if your enemy passes your way, you must feed him before you shoot him.
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