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
Eschew the monumental. Shun the Epic. All the guys who can paint great big pictures can paint great small ones. – Ernest Hemingway