If you can’t write a story that pleases yourself, you will never please the public. But in writing the story forget the public.
O. HENRYThere 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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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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By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
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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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He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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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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Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
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Men to whom life had appeared as a reversible coat – seamy on both sides.
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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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Be always decent and right in your home town; and when you’re on the road, never take more than four glasses of beer a day or play higher than a twenty-five-cent limit.
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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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O all who give and receive gifts, such as they are wisest. Everywhere they are wisest. They are the magi.
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Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
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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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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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Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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