Men to whom life had appeared as a reversible coat – seamy on both sides.
O. HENRYMy 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.
More O. Henry Quotes
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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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It’ll be a great place if they ever finish it.
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Be always decent and right in your home town; and when you’re on the road, never take more than four glasses of beer a day or play higher than a twenty-five-cent limit.
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Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
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Except in streetcars one should never be unnecessarily rude to a lady.
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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 had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed–necessary but scarcely noticed.
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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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She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
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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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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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There is a saying that no man has tasted the full flavor of life until he has known poverty, love, and war.
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I’ll give you the whole secret to short story writing. Here it is. Rule 1: Write stories that please yourself. There is no Rule 2.
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It ain’t the roads we take; it’s what’s inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.
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Those whom we first love we seldom marry.
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