It ain’t the roads we take; it’s what’s inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.
O. HENRYExcept in streetcars one should never be unnecessarily rude to a lady.
More O. Henry Quotes
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He studied cities as women study their reflections.
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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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Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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I’ve got some of my best yarns from park benches, lamp posts and newspaper stands.
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He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
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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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If a person has lived through war, poverty and love, he has lived a full life.
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Write what you like; there is no other rule.
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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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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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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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Humans were denied the speech of animals. The only common ground of communication upon which dogs and men can get together is in fiction.
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Those whom we first love we seldom marry.
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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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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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