I didn't want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there's a lot of difference.
Ernest HemingwayMadame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.
Ernest HemingwayI don't like to write like God. It is only because you never do it, though, that the critics think you can't do it.
Ernest HemingwayAs I ate the oysters with their strong taste of the sea and their faint metallic taste that the cold white wine washed away, leaving only the sea taste and the succulent texture, and as I drank their cold liquid from each shell and washed it down with the crisp taste of the wine, I lost the empty feeling and began to be happy and to make plans.
Ernest Hemingway