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

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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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Air Breathe Life Necessary Notice Scarce
Women’s weapon, water-drops.
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Tears Weapon Woman
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
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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Love Man Poverty Taste War
It’s said that love makes the world go around. Let me tell you, the announcement lacks verification. It’s the wind from the dinner horn that does it.
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Horn Love Myself Verify Wind World
Of habit, the power that keeps the earth from flying to pieces; though there is some silly theory of gravitation.
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Gravitation Habit Pieces Power Theory
A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
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Art Himself Respect Time
Most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another.
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Friendship Oneself Wonderful Word
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
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
There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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Domination Down Moral Reflection Smile
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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Journey Mystery Soul World
Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr’s.
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Happiness Life Perfection
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
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
He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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Reflection Study Woman

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

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