She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
O. HENRYTurn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
More O. Henry Quotes
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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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The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey.
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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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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 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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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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Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
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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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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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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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If man knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they’d never marry.
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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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A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.
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By rights you’re a king. If I was you, I’d call for a new deal.
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He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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