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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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Broadway - the great sluice that washes out the dust of the gold-mines of Gotham.
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[A]ll of life, as we know it, moves in little, unavailing circles. More justly than to anything else, it can be likened to the game of baseball. Crack! we hit the ball, and away we go. If we earn a run (in life we call it success) we get back to the home plate and sit upon a bench. If we are thrown out, we walk back to the home plate -- and sit upon a bench.
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Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr's.
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If ever there was an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptown-on-the-Hudson, called New York.
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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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A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
O. Henry
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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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