When I have an idea, I turn down the flame, as if it were a little alcohol stove, as low as it will go. Then it explodes and that is my idea.
Ernest HemingwayJust as, with the radio, there are certain things that you become fond of,and you welcome them and resent the new things
Ernest HemingwayI do not know what I thought Paris would be like, but it was not that way. It rained nearly every day.
Ernest Hemingway