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Time is the least thing we have.
Ernest Hemingway
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Ernest Hemingway
Age: 61 †
Born: 1899
Born: July 21
Died: 1961
Died: July 2
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I don't want to be your friend, baby. I am your friend.
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Eschew the monumental. Shun the Epic. All the guys who can paint great big pictures can paint great small ones.
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The fish is my friend too...I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars. Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. But imagine if a man each day should have to try to kill the sun? We were born lucky he thought
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The fools think I am writing algebra but what I am really writing is geometry.
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Decadence is a difficult word to use since it has become little more than a term of abuse applied by critics to anything they do not yet understand or which seems to differ from their moral concepts.
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There is a mystery in all great writing and that mystery does not dissect out. It continues and is always valid.
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I wonder what your idea of heaven would be — 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.
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No writer who knows the great writers who did not receive the Prize can accept it other than with humility. There is no need to list these writers. Everyone here may make his own list according to his knowledge and his conscience.
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Ascensions into heaven are like falling leaves sad and happy all at the same time Going away isn't really sad especially when your going enables a new kind of presence to be born.
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Keep right on lying to me. That's what I want you to do.
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I kept this to remind me of you trying to brush away the Villa Rossa from your teeth in the morning, swearing and eating aspirin and cursing harlots. Every time I see that glass I think of you trying to clean your conscience with a toothbrush.
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And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.
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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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The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.
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I have a rotten habit of picturing the bedroom scenes of my friends.
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