Humans were denied the speech of animals. The only common ground of communication upon which dogs and men can get together is in fiction.
O. HENRYEast 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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By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
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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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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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We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
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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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All great men have declared that they owe their sucess to the aid and encouragement of some brilliant woman.
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What 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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He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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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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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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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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Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
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My advice to you, if you should ever be in a hold up, is to line up with the cowards and save your bravery for an occasion when it may be of some benefit to you.
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If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another’s.
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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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