You're an expatriate. You've 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 cafTs.
Ernest HemingwayThe bicycle riders drank much wine, and were burned and browned by the sun. They did not take the race seriously except among themselves.
Ernest HemingwayBut you always fall for somebody else and then it's all right. Fall for them but don't let them ruin you.
Ernest HemingwayAnd we could have all this,' she said. 'And we could have everything and every day we make it more impossible.' 'What did you say?' 'I said we could have everything.' 'We can have everything.' 'No, we can't.' 'We can have the whole world.' 'No, we can't.' 'We can go everywhere.' 'No, we can't. It isn't ours anymore.' 'It's ours.' 'No, it isn't. And once they take it away, you never get it back.
Ernest Hemingway