The educated man is the man who can do something. The quality of his work marks the degree of his education.
Ernest HemingwayIn the spring mornings I would work early while my wife still slept. The windows were open wide and the cobbles of the street were drying after the rain.
Ernest HemingwayI loved her and I loved no one else and we had a lovely magic time while we were alone. I worked well and we made great trips, and I thought we were invulnerable again, and it wasn't until we were out of the mountains in late spring, and back in Paris, that the other thing started again.
Ernest Hemingway