Broadway – the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
O. HENRYBroadway – the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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A good story is like a bitter pill, with the sugar coating inside of it.
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Whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines.
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We can’t buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.
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There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
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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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Write what you like; there is no other rule.
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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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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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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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Except in streetcars one should never be unnecessarily rude to a lady.
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Men to whom life had appeared as a reversible coat – seamy on both sides.
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Women’s weapon, water-drops.
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If a person has lived through war, poverty and love, he has lived a full life.
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History is bright and fiction dull with homely men who have charmed women.
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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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Fortune is a prize to be won. Adventure is the road to it. Chance is what may lurk in the shadows at the roadside.
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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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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 one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.
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A story with a moral appended is like the bill of a mosquito. It bores you, and then injects a stinging drop to irritate your conscience.
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The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.
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Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr’s.
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By rights you’re a king. If I was you, I’d call for a new deal.
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Of habit, the power that keeps the earth from flying to pieces; though there is some silly theory of gravitation.
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