O. Henry quotes - page 2

The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey. (O. Henry)
Bolivar cannot carry double.
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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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Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr's.
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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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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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Broadway - the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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About the only job left that a woman can beat a man in is female impersonator in vaudeville.
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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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We can't buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.
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All of us have to be prevaricators, hypocrites, and liars every day of our lives; otherwise the social structure would fall into pieces the first day. We must act in one another's presence just as we must wear clothes. It is for the best. (O. Henry)
The most notable thing about Time is that it is so purely relative. A large amount of reminiscence is, by common consent, conceded to the drowning man; and it is not past belief that one may review an entire courtship while removing one's gloves.
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If not in coin you must pay in humiliation of spirit for every benefit received at the hands of philanthropy. As Cæsar had his Brutus, every bed of charity must have its toll of a bath, every loaf of bread its compensation of a private and personal inquisition. Wherefore it is better to be a guest of the law, which, though conducted by rules, does not meddle unduly with a gentleman's private affairs.
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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 brings up happy old days when I was only a farmer and not an agriculturist.
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She is pale but affectionate, clinging to his arm - always clinging to his arm. Any one can see that she is a peach and of the cling variety.
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He wrote love stories, a thing I have always kept free from, holding the belief that the well-known and popular sentiment is not properly matter for publication, but something to be privately handled by the alienist and the florist.
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Busy as a one-armed man with the nettle-rash pasting on wallpaper.
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One dollar and eighty-seven cents. And the next day would be Christmas.
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Kerner's father was worth a couple of millions. He was willing to stand for art, but he drew the line at the factory girl. So Kerner disinherited his father and walked out to a cheap studio and lived on sausages for breakfast and on Farroni for dinner.
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No friendship is an accident. (O. Henry)
When a man begins to be hilarious in a sorrowful way you can bet a million that he is dyeing his hair.
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The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate. A fine example was the Prodigal Son-when he started back home.
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He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.
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We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
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