You know that fiction, prose rather, is possibly the roughest trade of all in writing. You do not have the reference, the… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
The way to learn whether a person is trustworthy is to trust him. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
A person with increasing knowledge and sensory education may derive infinite enjoyment from wine. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
A writer's problem does not change. He himself changes and the world he lives in changes but his problem remains the same.… — 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
In order to be a great writer a person must have a built-in, shockproof crap detector. — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
“To be able to say: I loved this person, we had a hell of a nice time together, it’s over but in… — 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
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
