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The cat has complete emotional honesty - an attribute not often found in humans.
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I was young and not gloomy and there were always strange and comic things that happened in the worst time.
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I always try to write on the principle of the iceberg. There is seven-eighths of it underwater for every part that shows.
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For sale. Baby shoes. Never worn.
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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 see them all moving like a mass migration at feeding time.
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We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm together and loved each other.
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Wine is the most civilized thing in the world.
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There are many good fishermen and some great ones. But there is only one you.
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In the spring mornings I would work early while my wife still slept. The windows were open wide and the cobbles of the street were drying after the rain.
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When I am working on a book or a story I write every morning as soon after first light as possible. There is no one to disturb you and it is cool or cold and you come to your work and warm as you write. . . .When you stop you are as empty, and at the same time never empty but filling, as when you have e made love to someone you love. Nothing can hurt you, nothing can happen, nothing means anything until the next day when you do it again. It is the wait until the next day that is hard to get through.
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My only regret in life is that I did not drink more wine.
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If every one said orders were impossible to carry out when they were received where would you be? Where would we all be if you just said, "Impossible," when orders came?
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I was so sentimental about you I'd break any one's heart for you. My, I was a damned fool. I broke my own heart, too. It's broken and gone. Everything I believe in and everything I cared about I left for you because you were so wonderful and you loved me so much that love was all that mattered. Love was the greatest thing, wasn't it?
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The best way is to read it all every day from the start, correcting as you go along, then go on from where you stopped the day before. When it gets so long that you can't do this every day read back two or three chapters each day; then each week read it all from the start. That's how you make it all of one piece.
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There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self.
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If he wrote it, he could get rid of it. He had gotten rid of many things by writing them.
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In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die.
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Read anything I write for the pleasure of reading it. Whatever else you find will be the measure of what you brought to the reading.
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I rewrote the ending of 'Farewell to Arms' 39 times before I was satisfied.
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There is nothing you can do except try to write it the way that it was. So you must write each day better than you possibly can and use the sorrow that you have now to make you know how the early sorrow came. And you must always remember the things you believed because if you know them they will be there in the writing and you won’t betray them. The writing is the only progress you make.
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Practice any faith you wish. Got a ball field up the island where you can practice. I'll give the Deity a fast one high and inside if he crowds the plate.
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I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it.
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The whiskey warmed his tongue and the back of his throat, but it did not change his ideas any, and suddenly, looking at himself in the mirror behind the bar, he knew that drinking was never going to do any good to him now. Whatever he had now he had, and it was from now on, and if he drank himself unconscious when he woke up it would be there.
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No horse named Morbid ever won a race.