Quotes from Ernest Hemingway

You can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. There's nothing to that.

You cannot know about it unless you have it.

Úr orðum mínum gerði hann þá eitthvað sem varð að afmá, og stundum helst sjálfan mig um leið.

Your nationalities do not show when you are dead.

You ought to write, he told himself. Maybe you will again some time.

After supper we went up-stairs and smoked and read in bed to keep warm. Once in the night I woke and heard the wind blowing. It felt good to be warm and in bed.

In Europe then we thought of wine as something as healthy and normal as food and also as a great giver of happiness and well-being and delight. drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary, and I would not have thought of eating a meal without drinking either wine or cider or beer.

He was in despair. What about? Nothing. How do you know it was nothing? He has plenty of money.

After all if I'm trying to write books without any extra words I might as well stick to it.

An echo would die of lonesomeness out there.

For one who had afición he could forgive anything.

I have a Thompson SubMachine gun and we shoot sharks with it. As soon as they put their heads out we give them a burst.

Ahora: una palabra curiosa para expresar todo un mundo y toda una vida

Se non mi ami, non importa, sono in grado di amare per tutti e due.

you are so brave & quiet i forget you are suffering.

Any man's life, told truly, is a novel

The world break everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places.

You corrupt very easily, he thought. But was it corruption or was it merely that you lost the naïveté that you started with?

The spectacle of its governing is at present more comic than tragic; but the tragedy is very close.

You need the devotion to your work that a priest of God has for his.

Write hard and clear about what hurts

É uma estupidez não ter esperança.

I'll love you in the rain and in the snow and in the hail and - what else is there?

I will draw a sight draft on my grandfather, I said. A what? A sight draft. He has to pay or I go to jail. Mr. Cunningham at the bank does it. I live by sight drafts. Can a grandfather jail a patriotic grandson who is dying that Italy may live? Live the American Garibaldi, said Rinaldi. Viva the sight drafts, I said. We must be quiet, said the major. Already we have been asked many times to be quiet...