It's hard to think of your parents as lovers. You know you got here somehow, but it's hard to visualize. — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
When he was with you, he was totally yours. Of course Papa might tell you to wait in the car for five… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
He was my hero, though it was probably for the wrong reasons. Because he could hit people harder than anyone else, and… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
I am 75, but I'm younger than he was when he died because I didn't live life as hard as he did. — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
I'm not a furniture person. You sit on the stuff, sleep on it, make love on it. — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
People ask me what I do, and I tell them, 'I'm a fisherman and a hunter.' They look at me like I'm lazy or… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
I know he wanted me to love fishing and hunting, and I believe that he deliberately set about to make me want to do… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
At the time of his death and the few years before, I was just starting to pull myself together and make a reasonably good… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
He's never portrayed as being funny. He was a very funny, happy, lively person. Fun to be around and exciting. He was my hero. — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
My mother, along with Papa's other eventual wives - Pauline, Marty Gelhorn, Mary Welch - they all, at one time or another, no matter… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
It's hard to think of your parents as lovers. You know you got here somehow, but it's hard to visualize. — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
I wanted to write a book about Hemingway's Paris, but a professor beat me to it. I suddenly realized other people were making a… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
He was a physically imposing presence - 6 feet tall and very broad in the shoulders - and an imposing intellectual presence as well.… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
My father had two personas: first, literary, and second, the way he lived. I've been brought up with all of this, but many other… — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
Frankly I never seriously read my father's books until after he died. Up to then, there had been no point. — Jack Hemingway Copy Share Image
