Ernest Hemingway Quotes
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Auto racing, bull fighting, and mountain climbing are the only real sports... all the others are games.
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Life is pain, so live it up while you can.
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Madame, it is an old word and each one takes it new and wears it out himself. It is a word that fills with meaning as a bladder with air and the meaning goes out of it as quickly. It may be punctured as a bladder is punctured and patched and blown up again and if you have not had it does not exist for you. All people talk of it, but those who have had it are marked by it, and I would not wish to speak of it further since of all things it is the most ridiculous to talk of and only fools go through it many times.
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Mr. Barnes, it is because I have lived very much that now I can enjoy everything so well
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Now a writer can make himself a nice career while he is alive by espousing a political cause, working for it, making a profession of believing in it, and if it wins he will be very well placed. All politics is a matter of working hard without reward, or with a living wage for a time, in the hope of booty later. A man can be a Fascist or a Communist and if his outfit gets in he can get to be an ambassador or have a million copies of his books printed by the Government or any of the other rewards the boys dream about.
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To be a successful father... there's one absolute rule: when you have a kid, don't look at it for the first two years.
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He knew he would not be afraid. Even if he ever was afraid he knew that he could do it anyway.
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The further you go in writing the more alone you are. Most of your best and oldest friends die. Others move away. You do not see them except rarely, but you write and have much the same contact with them as though you were together at the café in the old days. You exchange comic, sometimes cheerfully obscene and irresponsible letters, and it is almost as good as talking. But you are more alone because that is how you must work and the time to work is shorter all the time and if you waste it you feel you have committed a sin for which there is no forgiveness.
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Nobody climbs on skis now and almost everybody breaks their legs but maybe it is easier in the end to break your legs than to break your heart although they say that everything breaks now and that sometimes, afterwards, many are stronger at the broken places.
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But in the meantime all the life you have or ever will have is today, tonight, tomorrow, today, tonight, tomorrow, over and over again (I hope).
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I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing," the old man said. "They say his father was a fisherman. Maybe he was as poor as we are and would understand.
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We're always lucky,' I said and like a fool I did not knock on wood.
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Remember to get the weather in your damn book-weather is very important.
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When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest.
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Out of all the things you could not have there were some things that you could have and one of those was to know when you were happy and to enjoy all of it while it was there and it was good.
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How lazily the sun goes down in Granada, it hides beneath the water, it conceals in the Alhambra!
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Details make stories human, and the more human a story can be, the better.
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Romance was a game, like bridge, in which you said things instead of playing cards. Like bridge you had to pretend you were playing for money or playing for some stakes.
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It's enough for you to do it once for a few men to remember you. But if you do it year after year, then many people remember you and they tell it to their children, and their children and grandchildren remember and, if it concerns books, they can read them. And if it's good enough, it will last as long as there are human beings.
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In order to write about life first you must live it.
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Cheer up,' I said. 'All countries look just like the moving pictures.
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Writing and travel broaden your ass if not your mind and I like to write standing up.
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The brave dies perhaps two thousand deaths if he's intelligent. He simply doesn't mention them.
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That terrible mood of depression of whether it's any good or not is what is known as The Artist's Reward.