Listen now. When people talk listen completely. Don't be thinking what you're going to say. Most people never listen. Nor do they observe.
Ernest HemingwayRush, that most exciting perversion of life, the necessity of accomplishing something in less time than should be truly allowed for its doing.
Ernest HemingwayUse short sentences. Use short first paragraphs. Use vigorous English. Be positive, not negative.
Ernest HemingwayI wanted to try this new drink: That's all we do, isn't it - look at things and try new drinks?
Ernest HemingwayYou're an expatriate. You've lost touch with the soil. You get precious. Fake European standards have ruined you. You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed by sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around cafTs.
Ernest HemingwayMy training was never to drink after dinner nor before I wrote nor while I was writing.
Ernest HemingwayYou could omit anything if you knew that the omitted part would strengthen the short story and make people feel something more than they understood
Ernest HemingwayAnd how much better to die in all the happy period of undisillusioned youth, to go out in a blaze of light, than to have your body worn out and old and illusions shattered.
Ernest HemingwayNobody knows what's in him until he tries to pull it out. If there's nothing, or very little, the shock can kill a man.
Ernest HemingwayNo weapon has ever settled a moral problem. It can impose a solution but it cannot guarantee it to be a just one.
Ernest HemingwayWhy did they make birds so delicate and fine as those sea swallows when the ocean can be so cruel?
Ernest HemingwayI am trying to make, before I get through, a picture of the whole world--or as much of it as I have seen. Boiling it down always, rather than spreading it out too thin. (On Writing.)
Ernest HemingwayIn the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die.
Ernest HemingwayThe first panacea for a mismanaged nation is inflation of the currency; the second is war. Both bring a temporary prosperity; both bring a permanent ruin. But both are the refuge of political and economic opportunists.
Ernest HemingwayIโm trying in all my stories to get the feeling of the actual life acrossโnot to just depict lifeโor criticize itโbut to actually make it alive. So that when you have read something by me you actually experience the thing. You canโt do this without putting in the bad and the ugly as well as what is beautiful. Because if it is all beautiful you canโt believe in it. Things arenโt that way.
Ernest HemingwayWe thought of wine as something as healthy and normal as food and also as a great giver of happiness and well being and delight.
Ernest HemingwayIf people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.
Ernest HemingwayWhen spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest.
Ernest HemingwayI wonder what your idea of heaven would be โ A beautiful vacuum filled with wealthy monogamists. All powerful and members of the best families all drinking themselves to death. And hell would probably an ugly vacuum full of poor polygamists unable to obtain booze or with chronic stomach disorders that they called secret sorrows.
Ernest HemingwayCowardice, as distinguished from panic, is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination.
Ernest HemingwaySummer is a discouraging time to work - you don't feel death coming on the way it does in the fall when the boys really put pen to paper.
Ernest HemingwayI was as afraid as the next man in my time and maybe more so. But with the years, fear had come to be regarded as a form of stupidity to be classed with overdrafts, acquiring a venereal disease or eating candies. Fear is a child's vice and while I loved to feel it approach, as one does with any vice, it was not for grown men and the only thing to be afraid of was the presence of true and imminent danger in a form that you should be aware of and not be a fool if you were responsible for others.
Ernest HemingwayThere is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.
Ernest HemingwayThough there is one part of writing that is solid and you do it no harm by talking about it, the other is fragile, and if you talk about it, the structure cracks and you have nothing.
Ernest HemingwayIf every one said orders were impossible to carry out when they were received where would you be? Where would we all be if you just said, "Impossible," when orders came?
Ernest HemingwayTo have come on all this new world of writing, with time to read in a city like Paris where there was a way of living well and working, no matter how poor you were, was like having a great treasure given to you.
Ernest HemingwayYou ought to be ironical the minute you get out of bed. You ought to wake up with your mouth full of pity.
Ernest HemingwayA writer without a sense of justice or injustice would be better off editing the yearbook for a school for exceptional children.
Ernest HemingwayBut you always fall for somebody else and then it's all right. Fall for them but don't let them ruin you.
Ernest HemingwayIf he wrote it, he could get rid of it. He had gotten rid of many things by writing them.
Ernest HemingwayBy then I knew that everything good and bad left an emptiness when it stopped. But if it was bad, the emptiness filled up by itself. If it was good you could only fill it by finding something better.
Ernest HemingwayYou see I'm trying in all my stories to get the feeling of the actual life across, not just to depict life, or criticize it, but to actually make it alive.
Ernest Hemingway