The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey.
O. HENRYWhat 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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If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another’s.
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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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Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
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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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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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It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
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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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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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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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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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He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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Men to whom life had appeared as a reversible coat – seamy on both sides.
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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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Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
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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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When one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.
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There are a few editor men with whom I am privileged to come in contact. It has not been long since it was their habit to come in contact with me. There is a difference.
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Whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines.
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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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This fair but pitiless city of Manhattan was without a soul its inhabitants were manikins moved by wires and springs.
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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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He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
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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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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
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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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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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