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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).

O. Henry

To a woman nothing seems quite impossible to the powers of the man she worships.
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Herself Impossible Love Power Quite Relationship Woman Worship
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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Business Family Love Man Religion Starve
We can’t buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.
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Cash Live People Time
There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.
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Clear Couch
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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Myself Secret Story Writing
I’ve got some of my best yarns from park benches, lamp posts and newspaper stands.
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Lamp Myself Stand
We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
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Achieve Climate Ourselves
Bride knoweth bride at the glance of an eye. And between them swiftly passes comfort and meaning in a language that man and widows wot not of.
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Bridge Comfortable Eyes Language Widow
He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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Reflection Study Woman
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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Beginning Hilarious Man Sorrow
Most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another.
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Friendship Oneself Wonderful Word
If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another’s.
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Atmosphere Live Money Pay Yourself
He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
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Clear Himself Sunshine Weather
Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
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Conversation Existence Taste
Young artists must pave their way to Art by drawing pictures for magazine stories that young authors write to pave their way to Literature.
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Artist Author Drawing Literature Young
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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Beginning Count Funeral Medicine Myself Patience Power

She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).

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