Nobody that ever left their own country ever wrote anything worth printing. Not even in the newspapers.
Ernest HemingwayNow he would never write the things that he had saved to write until he knew enough to write them well. Well, he would not have to fail at trying to write them either. Maybe you could never write them, and that was why you put them off and delayed the starting. Well he would never know, now.
Ernest HemingwayHe rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.
Ernest Hemingway