It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
It's none of their business that you had to learn how to write. Let them think that you were born that way. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
He did not care for the lying at first. He hated it. Then later he had come to like it. It was… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I drank a bottle of wine for company. It was Chateau Margaux. It was pleasant to be drinking slowly and to be… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
In company with people of your own trade you ordinarily speak of other writers' books. The better the writers the less they… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“We went down the stairs to the café on the ground floor. I had discovered that was the best way to get… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“Then as I was getting up to the Closerie des Lilas with the light on my old friend, the statue of Marshal… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“I did not say anything. I was always embarrassed by the words sacred, glorious, and sacrifice and the expression in vain. We… — 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
