He had become enveloped in the Indian Summer of the Soul.
I wanted to paint a picture some day that people would stand before and forget that it was made of paint. I wanted it to creep into them like a bar of music and mushroom there like a soft bullet.
And most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another, being oft associated, until not even obituary notices them do part.
If men knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they’d never marry.
To a woman nothing seems quite impossible to the powers of the man she worships.
I see the game now. You can’t write with ink, and you can’t write with your own heart’s blood, but you can write with the heart’s blood of some one else. You have to be a cad before you can be an artist. O’Henry ‘The Plutonian Fire’ (1905)
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
It couldn’t have happened anywhere but in little old New York.
Pull up the shades so I can see New York. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
Well, little old Noisyville-on-the Subway is good enough for me.
Greenwich Village… the village of low rents and high arts.
Oh, I know what to do when I see victuals coming toward me in little old Bagdad-on-the-Subway. I strike the asphalt three times with my forehead and get ready to spiel yarns for my supper.
She hadbecome so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like theair he breathed–necessary but scarcely noticed.
If ever there was an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptown-on-the-Hudson called New York.
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.
You can’t appreciate home until 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.
Life is made up of sobs sniffles and smiles with sniffles predominating.
If there ever was an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptown-on-the-Hudson called New York.
Life is made up of sobs sniffles and smiles with sniffles predominating.
Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man’s starving!
By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.
If men knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they’d never marry.
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.