For a long time now I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can. – 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