I’ve got some of my best yarns from park benches, lamp posts and newspaper stands.
O. HENRYWhen one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.
More O. Henry Quotes
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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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If a person has lived through war, poverty and love, he has lived a full life.
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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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Most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another.
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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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We can’t buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.
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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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A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
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Of habit, the power that keeps the earth from flying to pieces; though there is some silly theory of gravitation.
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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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Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr’s.
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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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It’ll be a great place if they ever finish it.
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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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If you can’t write a story that pleases yourself, you will never please the public. But in writing the story forget the public.
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A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.
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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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Women’s weapon, water-drops.
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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 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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There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl.
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Those whom we first love we seldom marry.
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He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
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When I see a shipwreck, I like to know what caused the disaster. I learned nothing but the glow that wrapped her face when the soup came. That’s the story.
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