Now he was proving it again. Each time was a new time and he never thought about the past when he was… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“It was never what he had done,but always what he could do. And he had chosen to make his living with something… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Each day of not writing, of comfort, of being that which he despised, dulled his ability and softened his will to work… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
You know I don't love any one but you. You shouldn't mind because some one else loved me. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Live the full life of the mind, exhilarated by new ideas, intoxicated by the Romance of the unusual. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Writing and travel broaden your ass if not your mind and I like to write standing up. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“He had lost the capacity of personal suffering, or he thought he had, and could only be hurt truly by what happened… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Later he had seen the things that he could never think of and later still he had seen much worse. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“In the old days he would not have worried, but the fighting part of him was tired now, along with the other… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“Augustin stood there looking down at him and cursed him speaking slowly clearly bitterly and contemptuously and cursing as steadily as though… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Now I am depressed myself,' I said. 'That's why I never think about these things. I never think and yet when I… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“He had had his life and it was over and then he went on living it again with different people and more… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I'm not advocating the strenuous life for everyone or trying to say it's the choice form of life. Anyone who's had the… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“The boy Paco had never known about any of this nor about what all these people would be doing on the next… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“He had been contemptuous of those who wrecked. You did not have to like it because you understood it. He could beat… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Dying was nothing and he had no picture of it nor fear of it in his mind. But living was a field… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“It was not so much that he lied as that there was no truth to tell. He had had his life and… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“He was completely detached from every thing except the story he was writing and he was living in it as he built… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Some lived in it and never felt it but he knew it all was nada y pues nada y nada y pues… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I wake up in the morning and my mind starts making sentences, and I have to get rid of them fast -… — 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
“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
“It was not brilliant bull-fighting. It was only perfect bull-fighting.” — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share
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
Creation's probably overrated. After all, God made the world in only six days and rested on the seventh. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share
What is moral is what you feel good after, and what is immoral is what you feel bad after. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share
“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
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
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
“You find everything on earth at Harry's." "Yes, my Colonel. Except, possibly, happiness." "I'll damn well find happiness, too," the Colonel assured him. "Happiness,… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share
“No. It's bad for me. Cole Porter wrote the words and the music. This knowledge that you're going mad for me.” — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share
“everything kills everything else in some way. Fishing kills me exactly as it keeps me alive. The boy keeps me alive, he thought. I… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share
