The bicycle riders drank much wine, and were burned and browned by the sun. They did not take the race seriously except among themselves.
Ernest HemingwayI like to listen. I have learned a great deal from listening carefully. Most people never listen.
Ernest HemingwayNow Catherine would die. That was what you did. You died. You did not know what it was about. You never had time to learn. They threw you in and told you the rules and the first time they caught you off base they killed you. Or they killed you gratuitously like Aymo. Or gave you the syphilis like Rinaldi. But they killed you in the end. You could count on that. Stay around and they would kill you.
Ernest HemingwayNow, being in Africa, I was hungry for more of it, the changes of the seasons, the rains with no need to travel, the discomforts that you paid to make it real, the names of the trees, of the small animals, and all the birds, to know the language and have time to be in it and to move slowly.
Ernest Hemingway