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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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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.
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Clear Couch
He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
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Clear Himself Sunshine Weather
Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
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Conversation Existence Taste
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
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
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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Contact Difference Man Privilege
Women’s weapon, water-drops.
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Tears Weapon Woman
Most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another.
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Friendship Oneself Wonderful Word
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
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
If a person has lived through war, poverty and love, he has lived a full life.
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Life Live Person Poverty War
We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
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Achieve Climate Ourselves
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
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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Dominate Life Smile
It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
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Beautiful Greatness Simplicity True
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
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
A good story is like a bitter pill, with the sugar coating inside of it.
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Creativity Pill Story
Write what you like; there is no other rule.
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Rule Writing Yourself
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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Artist Author Drawing Literature Young
A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.
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Air Hot Show Vote Way
A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
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Art Himself Respect Time
Except in streetcars one should never be unnecessarily rude to a lady.
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Exception Necessary Rude Woman
By rights you’re a king. If I was you, I’d call for a new deal.
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Call Deal King Right Yourself
East 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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Ethnicity Identity Race State
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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Decent Home Limitation Right Yourself

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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