The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
Ernest HemingwayIn the morning there was a big wind blowing and the waves were running high up on the beach and he was awake a long time before he remembered that his heart was broken.
Ernest HemingwayI am trying to make, before I get through, a picture of the whole world--or as much of it as I have seen. Boiling it down always, rather than spreading it out too thin. (On Writing.)
Ernest Hemingway