Bohemia is nothing more than the little country in which you do not live. If you try to obtain citizenship in it, at once the court and retinue pack the royal archives and treasure and move away beyond the hills.
O. HenryRead
Humans were denied the speech of animals. The only common ground of communication upon which dogs and men can get together is in fiction.
Interpretation
Humans and animals cannot truly communicate, but fiction allows us to bridge that gap imaginatively.
The quote by O. Henry reflects on the lack of direct communication between humans and animals, particularly dogs. It suggests that while we may struggle to understand each other in reality, literature and storytelling create a fictional realm where humans can explore and empathize with the experiences and perspectives of animals, thus establishing a form of connection through imagination.
In practice
In a speech about the importance of empathy in storytelling, one could use this quote to highlight how fiction connects us to the animal experience.
Bohemia is nothing more than the little country in which you do not live. If you try to obtain citizenship in it, at once the court and retinue pack the royal archives and treasure and move away beyond the hills.
It's said that love makes the world go around. Let me tell you, the announcement lacks verification. It's the wind from the dinner horn that does it.
Yes, I get dry spells. Sometimes I can't turn out a thing for three months. When one of those spells comes on I quit trying to work and go out and see something of life. You can't write a story that's got any life in it by sitting at a writing table and thinking. You've got to get out into the streets, into the crowds, talk with people, and feel the rush and throb of real life-that's the stimulant for a story writer.
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.
You can't appreciate home till 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.
She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed--necessary but scarcely noticed.
Houses, like people, are apt to become rather eccentric if left too much on their own; this house was the architectural equivalent of an old gentleman in a worn dressing-gown and torn slippers, who got up and went to bed at odd times of day, and who kept up a continual conversation with friends no one else could see.
Liberty cannot be guaranteed by law. Nor by any thing else except the resolution of free citizens to defend their liberties.
How everything you ever love will reject you or die. Everything you ever create will be thrown away. Everything you're proud of will end up as trash.
Yet the stupid believe they are awake, busily and brightly assuming they understand things, calling this man ruler, that one herdsman β how dense! Confucius and you are both dreaming! And when I say you are dreaming, I am dreaming, too. Words like these will be labeled the Supreme Swindle.
It's totally irrational, patently insane to condemn an entire race - to despise an entire nation - to vilify an entire religion.
A little philosophy makes a man an Atheist: a great deal converts him to religion
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