Let him think that I am more man than I am and I will be so.
Ernest HemingwayForget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use it-don't cheat with it.
Ernest HemingwayEvery 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.
Ernest HemingwayThere are only three sports: bullfighting, motor racing, and mountaineering; all the rest are merely games.
Ernest HemingwayStichwörter: sports
Eschew the monumental. Shun the Epic. All the guys who can paint great big pictures can paint great small ones.
Ernest HemingwayA cat has absolute emotional honesty: human beings, for one reason or another, may hide their feelings, but a cat does not.
Ernest HemingwayStichwörter: cats
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. Later he became conscious of his damaged wings and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly any more because the love of flight was gone and he could only remember when it had been effortless.
Ernest HemingwayStichwörter: life age flight loss nostalgia
No Pilar," Agustin said. "You are not smart. You are brave. You are loyal. You have decision. You have intuition. Much decision and much heart. But you are not smart.
Ernest HemingwayThe first draft of anything is shit.
Ernest HemingwayStichwörter: attributed-no-source writing
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You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.
Ernest HemingwayStichwörter: autumn
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