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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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Beginning Count Funeral Medicine Myself Patience Power
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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Animal Communication Human Talk Together
A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
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Art Himself Respect Time
He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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Reflection Study Woman
A good story is like a bitter pill, with the sugar coating inside of it.
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Creativity Pill Story
By rights you’re a king. If I was you, I’d call for a new deal.
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Call Deal King Right Yourself
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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Dominate Life Smile
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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Difference Grief Light Old Remain Sorrow
In the Big City a man will disappear with the suddenness and completeness of the flame of a candle that is blown out.
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Anand Thakur
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
Those whom we first love we seldom marry.
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Love Marriage
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
It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
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Beautiful Greatness Simplicity True
Write what you like; there is no other rule.
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Rule Writing Yourself
There are a few editor men with whom I am privileged to come in contact. It has not been long since it was their habit to come in contact with me. There is a difference.
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Contact Difference Man Privilege
She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
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Invisible Strand Woman

He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.

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