When you work hard all day with your head and know you must work again the next day what else can change your ideas and make them run on a different plane like whisky?
Ernest HemingwayOh Jake," Brett said, "We could have had such a damned good time together." Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly, pressing Brett against me. Yes," I said. "Isn't it pretty to think so?
Ernest Hemingway