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.
O. HENRYWhat 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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It’ll be a great place if they ever finish it.
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Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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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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By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
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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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There is a saying that no man has tasted the full flavor of life until he has known poverty, love, and war.
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There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
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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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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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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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The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey.
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All great men have declared that they owe their sucess to the aid and encouragement of some brilliant woman.
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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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History is bright and fiction dull with homely men who have charmed women.
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Broadway – the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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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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Men to whom life had appeared as a reversible coat – seamy on both sides.
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Most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another.
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When one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.
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The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.
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To a woman nothing seems quite impossible to the powers of the man she worships.
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A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.
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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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Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
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There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.
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Each of us, when our day’s work is done, must seek our ideal, whether it be love or pinochle or lobster à la Newburg, or the sweet silence of the musty bookshelves.
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