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Ernest Hemingway

The purple, formalized, iridescent, gelatinous …

The purple, formalized, iridescent, gelatinous bladder of a Portuguese man-of-war was floating close beside the boat. It turned on its side and then righted itself. It floated cheerfully as a bubble with its long deadly purple filaments trailing a yard behind in the water.

The purple, formalized, iridescent, gelatinous bladder of a Portuguese man-of-war was floating close beside the boat. It turned on its side and then righted itself. It floated cheerfully as a bubble with its long deadly…

For a poet he threw a very accurate milk bottle…

For a poet he threw a very accurate milk bottle.

For a poet he threw a very accurate milk bottle.

But, he thought, I keep them with precision. On…

But, he thought, I keep them with precision. Only I have no luck anymore. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.

But, he thought, I keep them with precision. Only I have no luck anymore. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather…

He was just a coward and that was the worst luc…

He was just a coward and that was the worst luck any many could have.

He was just a coward and that was the worst luck any many could have.

You can either buy clothes or buy pictures,” sh…

You can either buy clothes or buy pictures," she said. "It's that simple. No one who is not very rich can do both. Pay no attention to your clothes and no attention at all to the mode, and buy your clothes for comfort and durability, and you will have the clothes money to buy pictures.

You can either buy clothes or buy pictures,” she said. “It’s that simple. No one who is not very rich can do both. Pay no attention to your clothes and no attention at all to…

I have noticed that doctors who fail in the pra…

I have noticed that doctors who fail in the practice of medicine have a tendency to seek one another's company and aid in consultation.

I have noticed that doctors who fail in the practice of medicine have a tendency to seek one another’s company and aid in consultation.

As you get older it is harder to have heroes, b…

As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary.

As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary.

Don’t let yourself slip and get any perfect cha…

Don't let yourself slip and get any perfect characters... keep them people, people, people, and don't let them get to be symbols.

Don’t let yourself slip and get any perfect characters… keep them people, people, people, and don’t let them get to be symbols.

Imagination? It is the one thing beside honesty…

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.

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.

Prose is architecture, not interior decoration.

Prose is architecture, not interior decoration.

Prose is architecture, not interior decoration.

A writer’s style should be direct and personal,…

A writer's style should be direct and personal, his imagery rich and earthy, and his words simple and vigorous. The greatest writers have the gift of brilliant brevity, are hard workers, diligent scholars and competent stylists.

A writer’s style should be direct and personal, his imagery rich and earthy, and his words simple and vigorous. The greatest writers have the gift of brilliant brevity, are hard workers, diligent scholars and competent…

Mice: What is the best early training for a wri…

Mice: What is the best early training for a writer?Y.C.: An unhappy childhood.

Mice: What is the best early training for a writer?Y.C.: An unhappy childhood.

I obscenity in the milk of my shame.

I obscenity in the milk of my shame.

I obscenity in the milk of my shame.

No. Have it here where it is quiet.” “You and y…

No. Have it here where it is quiet." "You and your quiet", said Brett. "What is it men feel about quiet?" "We like it," said the count. Like you like your noise, my dear.

No. Have it here where it is quiet.” “You and your quiet”, said Brett. “What is it men feel about quiet?” “We like it,” said the count. Like you like your noise, my dear.

He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under hi…

He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sharper odor of the resinous sap from the cut limbs. ... This is the smell I love. This and fresh-cut clover, the crushed sage as you ride after cattle, wood-smoke and the burning leaves of autumn. That must be the odor of nostalgia, the smell of the smoke from the piles of raked leaves burning in the streets in the fall in Missoula. Which would you rather smell? Sweet grass the Indians used in their baskets? Smoked leather? The odor of the ground in the spring after rain? The smell of the sea as you walk through the gorse on a headland in Galicia? Or the wind from the land as you come in toward Cuba in the dark? That was the odor of cactus flowers, mimosa and the sea-grape shrubs. Or would you rather smell frying bacon in the morning when you are hungry? Or coffee in the morning? Or a Jonathan apple as you bit into it? Or a cider mill in the grinding, or bread fresh from the oven?

He smelled the odor of the pine boughs under him, the piney smell of the crushed needles and the sharper odor of the resinous sap from the cut limbs. … This is the smell I…

When people talk, listen completely. Most peopl…

When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.

When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.

The setting of the sun is a difficult time for …

The setting of the sun is a difficult time for all fish.

The setting of the sun is a difficult time for all fish.

The moon was up now and the trees were dark aga…

The moon was up now and the trees were dark against it, and he passed the frame houses with their narrow yards, light coming from the shuttered windows; the unpaved alleys, with their double rows of houses; Conch town, where all was starched, well-shuttered, virtue, failure, grit and boiled grunts, under-nourishment, prejudice, righteousness, inter-breeding and the comforts of religion; the open-doored, lighted Cuban boilto houses, shacks whose only romance was their names

The moon was up now and the trees were dark against it, and he passed the frame houses with their narrow yards, light coming from the shuttered windows; the unpaved alleys, with their double rows…

There is no night life in Spain. They stay up l…

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.

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…

An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be dr…

An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.

An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.

Then I started to think in Lipp’s about when I …

Then I started to think in Lipp’s about when I had first been able to write a story about losing everything. It was up in Cortina d’Ampezzo when I had come back to join Hadley there after the spring skiing which I had to interrupt to go on assignment to Rhineland and the Ruhr. It was a very simple story called ‘Out of Season’ and I had omitted the real end of it which was that the old man hanged himself. This was omitted on my new theory that you could omit anything if you knew that you omitted and the omitted part would strengthen the story and make people feel something more than they understood.

Then I started to think in Lipp’s about when I had first been able to write a story about losing everything. It was up in Cortina d’Ampezzo when I had come back to join Hadley…

It wasn’t by accident that the Gettysburg adres…

It wasn't by accident that the Gettysburg adress was so short. The laws of prose writing are immutable as those of flight, of mathematics, of physics. Fr letter to Maxwell Perkins 1945

It wasn’t by accident that the Gettysburg adress was so short. The laws of prose writing are immutable as those of flight, of mathematics, of physics. Fr letter to Maxwell Perkins 1945

There are only three sports: bullfighting, moto…

There are only three sports: bullfighting, motor racing, and mountaineering; all the rest are merely games.

There are only three sports: bullfighting, motor racing, and mountaineering; all the rest are merely games.

Incominciamo.

Incominciamo.

Incominciamo.

Then there is the other secret. There isn’t any…

Then there is the other secret. There isn't any symbolysm [sic]. The sea is the sea. The old man is an old man. The boy is a boy and the fish is a fish. The shark are all sharks no better and no worse. All the symbolism that people say is shit. What goes beyond is what you see beyond when you know.

Then there is the other secret. There isn’t any symbolysm [sic]. The sea is the sea. The old man is an old man. The boy is a boy and the fish is a fish. The…

I write one page of masterpiece to ninety-one p…

I write one page of masterpiece to ninety-one pages of shit. I try to put the shit in the wastebasket.

I write one page of masterpiece to ninety-one pages of shit. I try to put the shit in the wastebasket.

She was sitting up now. My arm was around her a…

She was sitting up now. My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite calm. She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else's eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things,

She was sitting up now. My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite calm. She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking…

In order to write about life first you must liv…

In order to write about life first you must live it.

In order to write about life first you must live it.

Besides, I’m not jealous. I’m just so in love w…

Besides, I'm not jealous. I'm just so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

Besides, I’m not jealous. I’m just so in love with you that there isn’t anything else.

Hem,’ he said, and I knew he was a critic now, …

Hem,' he said, and I knew he was a critic now, since, in conversation, they put your name at the beginning of a sentence rather than at the end.

Hem,’ he said, and I knew he was a critic now, since, in conversation, they put your name at the beginning of a sentence rather than at the end.

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