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When one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.

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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
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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Fortune Prize Road Shadow Win
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
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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Grave Heart Nature Observation Young Yourself
Hospitality in the prairie country is not limited. Even if your enemy passes your way, you must feed him before you shoot him.
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Country Enemy Hospital Pass Praise Yourself
We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
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Achieve Climate Ourselves
There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
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Day Oneself Ourselves Patriotic
He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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Reflection Study Woman
Broadway – the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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Gold Greatness Wash
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
Women’s weapon, water-drops.
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Tears Weapon Woman
By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
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Addiction Choice Discover Eat Habit Nature Place
Men to whom life had appeared as a reversible coat – seamy on both sides.
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Appearance Life Man Side
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
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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Appreciation Foreign Town Wife Woman Yourself
Those whom we first love we seldom marry.
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Love Marriage

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