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Ernest Hemingway Inspirational Quotes (480)

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And 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.
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You can write any time people will leave you alone and not interrupt you. Or rather you can if you will be ruthless enough about it. But the best writing is certainly when you are in love.
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Now he would never write the things that he had saved to write until he knew enough to write them well. Well, he would not have to fail at trying to write them either. Maybe you could never write them, and that was why you put them off and delayed the starting. Well he would never know, now.
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The road to Hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.
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Man is not made for defeat.
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For a war to be just three conditions are necessary - public authority, just cause, right motive.
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Sometimes you know the story. Sometimes you make it up as you go along and have no idea how it will come out.
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For luck you carried a horse chestnut and a rabbit?s foot in your right pocket. The fur had been worn off the rabbit?s foot long ago and the bones and the sinews were polished by the wear. The claws scratched in the lining of your pocket and you knew your luck was still there.
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Most people are heartless about turtles because a turtle's heart will beat for hours after he has been cut up and butchered. But the old man thought, I have such a heart too and my feet and hands are like theirs.
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Humility is not disgraceful, and carries no loss of true pride.
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Religion is the opium of the poor.
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I've seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.
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Being against evil doesn't make you good.
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The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against the sky over the water, then blurring, then etching again and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.
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Oh, darling, you will be good to me, won’t you? Because we’re going to have a strange life.
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He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.
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Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.
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One battle doesn't make a campagin, but critics treat one book, good or bad, like a whole war.
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And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, the thought.
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To hell with luck. I'll bring the luck with me.
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All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they really happened and after you are finished reading one you feel that it all happened to you and after which it all belongs to you.
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I'm always reading books-as many as there are. I ration myself on them so that I'll always be in supply.
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It is by riding a bicycle that you learn the contours of a country best, since you have to sweat up the hills and coast down them. Thus you remember them as they actually are, while in a motor car only a high hill impresses you, and you have no such accurate remembrance of the country you have driven through as you gain by riding a bicycle.
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He was violating the second rule of the two rules for getting on well with people that speak Spanish give the men tobacco and leave the women alone
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