Perhaps wars weren't won anymore. Maybe they went on forever. Maybe it was another Hundred Years' War.
Ernest HemingwayThe bicycle riders drank much wine, and were burned and browned by the sun. They did not take the race seriously except among themselves.
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 HemingwayHappiness is often presented as being very dull but, he thought, lying awake, that is because dull people are sometimes very happy and intelligent people can and do go around making themselves and everyone else miserable. He had never found happiness dull. It always seemed more exciting than any other thing and capable of as great intensity as sorrow to those people who were capable of having it.
Ernest Hemingway