Ernest Hemingway Quotes
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If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.
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No horse named Morbid ever won a race.
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Honor to a Spaniard, no matter how dishonest, is as real a thing as water, wine, or olive oil. There is honor among pickpockets and honor among whores. It is simply that the standards differ.
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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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I was young and not gloomy and there were always strange and comic things that happened in the worst time.
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If a writer knows enough about what he is writing about, he may omit things that he knows. The dignity of movement of an iceberg is due to only one ninth of it being above water.
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If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.
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It was a pleasant cafe, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old water-proof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a cafe au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the pocket of the coat and a pencil and started to write.
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I hate a cramp, he thought. It is a treachery of one's own body.
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At night, never go to bed without knowing what you'll write tomorrow.
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Life breaks all of us but some of us get stronger in the broken places.
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Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.
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Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
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The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against the sky over the water, then blurring, then etching again and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.
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That is what we are supposed to do when we are at our best - make it all up - but make it up so truly that later it will happen that way.
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The good parts of a book may be only something a writer is lucky enough to overhear or it may be the wreck of his whole damn life - and one is as good as another.
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You make your own luck, Gig. You know what makes a good loser? Practice.
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Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a strange life.
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There is no left and right in writing. There is only good and bad writing.
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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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No weapon has ever settled a moral problem. It can impose a solution but it cannot guarantee it to be a just one. You can wipe out your opponents. But if you do it unjustly you become eligible for being wiped out yourself.
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But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.
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How would that premise stand up if he examined it? That was probably why the Communists were always cracking down on Bohemiansism. When you were drunk or when you committed adultery you recognised your own personal fallability of that so mutable substitute for the apostles' creed, the party line. Down with Bohemianism, the sin of Majakowski.
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Humility is not disgraceful, and carries no loss of true pride.