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 hom… - O. Henry

The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.

"In a little district west of Washington Square the streets have run crazy and broken themselves into small strips called "places.

There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.

The air was full of human essence, of artificial enticement, of coquetry, indolence, pleasure — the man-made sense of existence.