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How did we go bankrupt? Two ways. Slowly, and then all of a sudden.
Ernest Hemingway
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I don't want to be your friend, baby. I am your friend.
Ernest Hemingway
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You ought to dream. All our biggest businessmen have been dreamers.
Ernest Hemingway
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Until the dead are buried they change somewhat in appearance each day. The color change in Caucasian races is from white to yellow, to yellow-green, to black. If left long enough in the heat the flesh comes to resemble coal-tar, especially where it has been broken or torn, and it has quite a visible tarlike iridescence. The dead grow larger each day until sometimes they become quite too big for their uniforms, filling these until they seem blown tight enough to burst. The individual members may increase in girth to an unbelievable extent and faces fill as taut and globular as balloons.
Ernest Hemingway
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There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it. But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.
Ernest Hemingway
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Let those who want to save the world if you can get to see it clear and as a whole. Then any part you make will represent the whole if it's made truly. The thing to do is work and learn to make it.
Ernest Hemingway
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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. Night life is when you get up with a hangover in the morning. Night life is when everybody says what the hell and you do not remember who paid the bill. Night life goes round and round and you look at the wall to make it stop. Night life comes out of a bottle and goes into a jar. If you think how much are the drinks it is not night life.
Ernest Hemingway
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Everybody is friends when things are bad enough.
Ernest Hemingway
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When you start to live outside yourself, it's all dangerous.
Ernest Hemingway
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I was always a lonely person when I was with everyone.
Ernest Hemingway
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Good dialogue is not real speech-it's the illusion of real speech.
Ernest Hemingway
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Everyone my age had written a novel and I was still having difficulty writing a paragraph.
Ernest Hemingway
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Some people show evil as a great racehorse shows breeding. They have the dignity of a hard chancre.
Ernest Hemingway
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It was strange how easy being tired enough made it.
Ernest Hemingway
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The parody is the last refuge of the frustrated writer. Parodies are what you write when you are associate editor of the Harvard Lampoon. The greater the work of literature, the easier the parody. The step up from writing parodies is writing on the wall above the urinal.
Ernest Hemingway
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But you always fall for somebody else and then it's all right. Fall for them but don't let them ruin you.
Ernest Hemingway
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When I saw my wife again standing by the tracks as the train came in by the piled logs at the station, I wished I had died before I had ever loved anyone but her.
Ernest Hemingway
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The things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist.
Ernest Hemingway
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He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.
Ernest Hemingway
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But don't try to find an untroublesome woman. She will dull out on you. What makes a woman good in bed makes it impossible for her to live alone.
Ernest Hemingway
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Worry a little bit every day and in a lifetime you will lose a couple of years. If something is wrong, fix it if you can. But train yourself not to worry: Worry never fixes anything.
Ernest Hemingway
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When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.
Ernest Hemingway
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Take a good rest, small bird," he said. "Then go in and take your chance like any man or bird or fish.
Ernest Hemingway
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His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred.
Ernest Hemingway
