And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I started out very quiet and I beat Mr. Turgenev. Then I trained hard and I beat Mr. de Maupassant. I've fought… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
We who have seen him now, light on his feet, smooth moving as a leopard, a young man with an old man's… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
He could beat anything, he thought, because no thing could hurt him if he did not care. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
This beer is good for you. This is draft beer. Stick with the beer. Let's go and beat this guy up and… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
What a writer has to do is write what hasn't been written before or beat dead men at what they have done. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Most people were heartless about turtles because a turtle’s heart will beat for hours after it has been cut up and butchered.… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Most people are heartless about turtles because a turtle's heart will beat for hours after he has been cut up and butchered.… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Wine is one of the most civilized things in the world and one of the most natural things of the world that has been… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“There was no wind, and, outside now of the warm air of the cave, heavy with smoke of both tobacco and charcoal, with the… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“It was not brilliant bull-fighting. It was only perfect bull-fighting.” — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
One cat just leads to another. The place is so damned big it doesn't really seem as though there were many cats until you… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Creation's probably overrated. After all, God made the world in only six days and rested on the seventh. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
What is moral is what you feel good after, and what is immoral is what you feel bad after. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“We drove out along the coast road. There was the green of the headlands, the white, red-roofed villas, patches of forest, and the ocean… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
As a Nobel Prize winner I cannot but regret that the award was never given to Mark Twain, nor to Henry James, speaking only… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I read my own books sometimes to cheer me when it is hard to write, and then I remember that it was always difficult,… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
