You're really about the best friend I have, Jake. God help you, I thought.

Ernest Hemingway

Ernest Hemingway

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: American

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The grain-fields went up the hillsides. Now as we went higher there was a wind blowing the grain.

I want you so much I want to be you too.

Up in that room I decided that I would write one story about each thing that I knew about. I was trying to do this all the time I was writing, and it was good and severe discipline.

Ought not to daunt you. Never be daunted. Secret of my success. Never been daunted. Never been daunted in public.

All modern American literature comes from one book by Mark Twain called Huckleberry Finn. American writing comes from that. There was nothing before. There has been nothing as good since.

I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it. Nobody ever lives their life all the way up except bull-fighters.

He had destroyed his talent by not using it.

When people talk listen completely. Most people never listen.

Fuck literature.

But, he thought, I keep them with precision. Only I have no luck anymore. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.

Anger was washed away in the river along with any obligation.

Religion is the opium of the poor.

I even read aloud the part of the novel that I had rewritten, which is about as low as a writer can get and much more dangerous for him as a writer than glacier skiing unroped before the full winter snowfall has set over the crevices.

The war was a long way away. Maybe there wasn't any war. There was no war here. Then I realized it was over for me. But I did not have the feeling that it was really over. I had the feeling of a boy who thinks of what is happening at a certain hour at the schoolhouse from which he has played truant.