Ernest Hemingway Quotes
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You've such a lovely temperature.
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where a man feels at home, outside of where he’s born, is where he’s meant to go.
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You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.
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How did you go bankrupt?" Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly.
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Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
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To be successful in writing, use short sentences.
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A severed femoral artery empties itself faster than you can believe.
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Only one marriage I regret. I remember after I got that marriage license I went across from the license bureau to a bar for a drink. The bartender said, "What will you have, sir?" And I said, "A glass of hemlock."
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War is no longer made by simply analyzed economic forces if it ever was. War is made or planned now by individual men, demagogues and dictators who play on the patriotism of their people to mislead them into a belief in the great fallacy of war when all their vaunted reforms have failed to satisfy the people they misrule.
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A big lie is more plausible than truth.
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Most people are heartless about turtles because a turtle's heart will beat for hours after he has been cut up and butchered. But the old man thought, I have such a heart too and my feet and hands are like theirs.
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I used to play cello. My mother kept me out of school a whole year to study music and counterpoint. She thought I had ability, but I was absolutely without talent.
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There is no night life in Spain. They stay up late but they get up late. That is not night life. That is delaying the day.
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In those days, there was no money to buy books.
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Imagination? It is the one thing beside honesty that a good writer must have. The more he learns from experience the more he can imagine.
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Don't you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you're not taking advantage of it? Do you realize you've lived nearly half the time you have to live already?
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What did I know best that I had not written about and Lost? What did I know about truly and care for the most?
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[Robert] Capa: He was a good friend and a great and very brave photographer. It is bad luck for everybody that the percentages caught up with him. It is especially bad for Capa. (On Capa's death in Vietnam, May, 27, 1954)
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The old man looked at him with his sun-burned, confident loving eyes.
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One cat just leads to another.
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Anglers have a way of romanticizing their battles with fish and of forgetting that the fish has a hook in his mouth, his gullet, or his belly and that his gameness is really an extreme of panic in which he runs, leaps, and pulls to get away until he dies. It would seem to be enough advantage to the angler that the fish has the hook in his mouth rather than the angler.
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I don't think I ever owned twenty pencils at one time. Wearing down seven number-two pencils is a good day's work.
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I had gone to no such place but to the smoke of cafes and nights when the room whirled and you needed to look at the wall to make it stop, nights in bed, drunk, when you knew that that was all there was, and the strange excitement of waking and not knowing who it was with you, and the world all unreal in the dark and so exciting that you must resume again unknowing and not caring in the night, sure that this was all and all and all and not caring.
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Perhaps wars weren't won anymore. Maybe they went on forever. Maybe it was another Hundred Years' War.