One cat just leads to another. The place is so damned big it doesn't really seem as though there were many cats… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Now, being in Africa, I was hungry for more of it, the changes of the seasons, the rains with no need to… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Cheer up,' I said. 'All countries look just like the moving pictures. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
you can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. — 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
Going to another country doesn’t make any difference. I’ve tried all that. You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
It's harder to write in the third person but the advantage is you move around better. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
The further you go in writing the more alone you are. Most of your best and oldest friends die. Others move away.… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
For him it was a dark passage which led to nowhere, then to nowhere, then again to nowhere, once again to nowhere,… — 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
