He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
O. HENRYIf you can’t write a story that pleases yourself, you will never please the public. But in writing the story forget the public.
More O. Henry Quotes
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I’ve got some of my best yarns from park benches, lamp posts and newspaper stands.
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Write what you like; there is no other rule.
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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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By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
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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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All great men have declared that they owe their sucess to the aid and encouragement of some brilliant woman.
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Of habit, the power that keeps the earth from flying to pieces; though there is some silly theory of gravitation.
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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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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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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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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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It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.
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Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
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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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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
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A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
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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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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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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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Those whom we first love we seldom marry.
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Women’s weapon, water-drops.
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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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History is bright and fiction dull with homely men who have charmed women.
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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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By rights you’re a king. If I was you, I’d call for a new deal.
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