She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
O. HENRYBroadway – the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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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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There is this difference between the grief of youth and that of old age; youth’s burden is lightened by as much of it as another shares; old age may give and give, but the sorrow remains the same.
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I’ll give you the whole secret to short story writing. Here it is. Rule 1: Write stories that please yourself. There is no Rule 2.
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Whenever he saw a dollar in another man’s hands he took it as a personal grudge, if he couldn’t take it any other way.
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You can’t appreciate home till you’ve left it, money till it’s spent, your wife till she’s joined a woman’s club, nor Old Glory till you see it hanging on a broomstick on the shanty of a consul in a foreign town.
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A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.
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What else can you expect from a town thats shut off from the world by the ocean on one side and New Jersey on the other?
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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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If man knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they’d never marry.
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Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man’s starving!
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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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Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
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Women’s weapon, water-drops.
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Now, girls, if you want to observe a young man hustle out after a pick and shovel, just tell him that your heart is in some other fellow’s grave. Young men are grave-robbers by nature.
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A good story is like a bitter pill, with the sugar coating inside of it.
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