They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for ones country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason. – Ernest Hemingway
Or dont you like to write letters. I do because its such a swell way to keep from working and yet feel youve done something. – Ernest Hemingway
I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after. – 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