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. HENRYIf you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another’s.
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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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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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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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The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.
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Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr’s.
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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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Most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another.
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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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It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
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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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A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
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I’ve got some of my best yarns from park benches, lamp posts and newspaper stands.
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Except in streetcars one should never be unnecessarily rude to a lady.
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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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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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