To have come on all this new world of writing, with time to read in a city like Paris where there was… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“The one who is doing his work and getting satisfaction from it is not the one the poverty is hard on.” — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“I knew how severe I had been and how bad things had been. The one who is doing his work and getting… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, "Do not worry. You have always written before and… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I've seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again,… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I do not know what I thought Paris would be like, but it was not that way. It rained nearly every day. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
But sometimes when I was starting a new story and I could not get it going, I would sit in front of… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“The blue-backed notebooks, the two pencils and the pencil sharpener (a pocket knife was too wasteful) the marble-topped tables, the smell of… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
Paris is so very beautiful that it satisfies something in you that is always hungry in America. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
There are only two places in the world where we can live happy: at home and in Paris. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
I loved her and I loved no one else and we had a lovely magic time while we were alone. I worked… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“My wife and I had called on Miss Stein, and she and the friend who lived with her had been very cordial… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“Hem, you know I don't think that owner's wife where you live likes me. She wouldn't let me wait upstairs for you.'… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money,… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“If I walked down by different streets to the Jardin du Luxembourg in the afternoon I could walk through the gardens and… — 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
