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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.

O. Henry

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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Book Day Ideal Seek Silence Work
A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
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Art Himself Respect Time
He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
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Clear Himself Sunshine Weather
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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Boredom Conscience Irritate Morals
If man knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they’d never marry.
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Man Marriage Pass Time Woman
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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Beginning Count Funeral Medicine Myself Patience Power
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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Business Family Love Man Religion Starve
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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Bridge Comfortable Eyes Language Widow
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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Love Man Poverty Taste War
Whenever he saw a dollar in another man’s hands he took it as a personal grudge, if he couldn’t take it any other way.
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Grudge Hands Man Personal Way
All great men have declared that they owe their sucess to the aid and encouragement of some brilliant woman.
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Brilliant Declare Encouragement Greatness Woman
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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Disaster Face Myself Reason See Story
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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Journey Mystery Soul World
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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Forget Please Story Writing Yourself
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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Contact Difference Man Privilege
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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Difference Grief Light Old Remain Sorrow

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