Every mans 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 Hemingway
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. – Ernest Hemingway
Youre an expatriate. Youve lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed by sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around caf?s. – Ernest Hemingway
I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it. – Ernest Hemingway