It gives men courage and ambition and the nerve for anything. It has the colour of gold, is clear as a glass and shines after dark as if the sunshine were still in it.
O. HENRYWhenever he saw a dollar in another man’s hands he took it as a personal grudge, if he couldn’t take it any other way.
More O. Henry Quotes
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Those whom we first love we seldom marry.
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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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There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
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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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I’ve got some of my best yarns from park benches, lamp posts and newspaper stands.
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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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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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We can’t buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.
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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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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
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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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The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.
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If a person has lived through war, poverty and love, he has lived a full life.
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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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Broadway – the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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