She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed--necessary but scarcely noticed. O. Henry More Quotes by O. Henry More Quotes From O. Henry Humans were denied the speech of animals. The only common ground of communication upon which dogs and men can get together is in fiction. O. Henry communication dog animal 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. O. Henry mosquitoes bores-you stories The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey. O. Henry soul journey goes-on In time truth and science and nature will adapt themselves to art. Things will happen logically, and the villain be discomfited instead of being elected to the board of directors. But in the meantime fiction must not only be divorced from fact, but must pay alimony and be awarded custody of the press despatches. O. Henry boards directors art There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. O. Henry howl couches littles Men to whom life had appeared as a reversible coat - seamy on both sides. O. Henry coats men life In the Big City a man will disappear with the suddenness and completeness of the flame of a candle that is blown out. O. Henry flames cities men 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. O. Henry dollars men hands Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr's. O. Henry life-happiness martyr perfect Now, girls, if you want to observe a young man hustle out after a pick and shovel, just tell him that your heart is in some other fellow's grave. Young men are grave-robbers by nature. O. Henry girl heart love But the best, in my opinion, was the home life in the little flat--the ardent, voluble chats after the day's study; the cozy dinners and fresh, light breakfasts; the interchange of ambitions--ambitions interwoven each with the other's or else inconsiderable--the mutual help and inspiration; and--overlook my artlessness--stuffed olives and cheese sandwiches at 11 p.m. O. Henry inspiration ambition home If you can't write a story that pleases yourself, you will never please the public. But in writing the story forget the public. O. Henry stories writing forget A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else. O. Henry time funny art Those whom we first love we seldom marry O. Henry first-love firsts Bolivar cannot carry double O. Henry There is a saying that no man has tasted the full flavour of life until he has known poverty, love and war. The justness of this reflection commends it to the lover of condensed philosophy. The three conditions embrace about all there is in life worth knowing. A surface thinker might deem that wealth should be added to the list. Not so. When a poor man finds a long-hidden quarter-dollar that has slipped through a rip into his vest lining, he sounds the pleasure of life with a deeper plummet than any millionaire can hope to cast. O. Henry rip philosophy war This fair but pitiless city of Manhattan was without a soul ... its inhabitants were manikins moved by wires and springs. O. Henry soul cities spring We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us. O. Henry climate may weather Women's weapon, water-drops. O. Henry drop-of-water weapons water There is one day that is ours. There is one day when all we Americans who are not self-made go back to the old home to eat saleratus biscuits and marvel how much nearer to the porch the old pump looks than it used to. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American. O. Henry thanksgiving self home
