Fish," the old man said. "Fish, you are going to have to die anyway. Do you have to kill me too?
Ernest HemingwayIn stating as fully as I could how things really were, it was often very difficult and I wrote awkwardly and the awkwardness is what they called my style. All mistakes and awkwardness are easy to see, and they called it style.
Ernest HemingwayI do not need to get used to your silence. I already know it. I quite possibly love all of it.
Ernest HemingwayI loved her and I loved no one else and we had a lovely magic time while we were alone. I worked well and we made great trips, and I thought we were invulnerable again, and it wasn't until we were out of the mountains in late spring, and back in Paris, that the other thing started again.
Ernest Hemingway