There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow men. True nobility lies in being superior to your former self.

I rewrote the ending of 'Farewell to Arms' 39 times before I was satisfied.

All our words from loose using have lost their edge.

Those who say they want to be writers, and aren’t writing, don’t.

I love thee and thou art so lovely and so wonderful and so beautiful and it does such things to me to be with thee that I feel as though I wanted to die when I am loving thee.

I was as afraid as the next man in my time and maybe more so. But with the years, fear had come to be regarded as a form of stupidity to be classed with overdrafts, acquiring a venereal disease or eating candies. Fear is a child's vice and while I loved to feel it approach, as one does with any vice, it was not for grown men and the only thing to be afraid of was the presence of true and imminent danger in a form that you should be aware of and not be a fool if you were responsible for others.

Let’s not talk about how I am. It’s a subject I know too much about to want to think about anymore.