When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.
Ernest HemingwayDon't get discouraged because there's a lot of mechanical work to writing. I rewrote the first part of Farewell to Arms at least fifty times.
Ernest HemingwayPart of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light.
Ernest Hemingway