Quote

I was so sentimental about you I'd break any one's heart for you. My, I was a damned fool. I broke my own heart, too. It's broken and gone. Everything I believe in and everything I cared about I left for you because you were so wonderful and you loved me so much that love was all that mattered. Love was the greatest thing, wasn't it?

Ernest Hemingway

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Ernest Hemingway
Age: 61 †
Born: 1899
Born: July 21
Died: 1961
Died: July 2
Author
Journalist
Novelist
Playwright
Poet
Screenwriter
War Correspondent
Writer
Oak Park
Illinois
Hemingway
Ernest Miller Hemmingway
E. M. Hemmingway
E. Hemmingway
E. Hemingway
Ernest M. Hemingway
Ernest Miller Hemingway
Gone
Broke
Left
Fool
Everything
Broken
Heart
Loved
Thing
Wasn
Mattered
Much
Greatest
Cared
Believe
Wonderful
Damned
Love
Break
Sentimental

More quotes by Ernest Hemingway

Image
Work every day. No matter what has happened the day or night before, get up and bite on the nail.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
Everything that's innocent to us is crazy to them.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
They were beaten to start with. They were beaten when they took them from their farms and put them in the army. That is why the peasant has wisdom, because he is defeated from the start. Put him in power and see how wise he is.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
I write description in longhand because that's hardest for me and you're closer to the paper when you work by hand, but I use the typewriter for dialogue because people speak like a typewriter works.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
The good parts of a book may be only something a writer is lucky enough to overhear or it may be the wreck of his whole damn life - and one is as good as another.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
Don't do what you sincerely don't want to do. Never confuse movement with action.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
My aim is to put down on paper what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
I didn't want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there's a lot of difference.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
Only that which makes you feel bad after doing is immoral.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
I love you and I always will and I am sorry. What a useless word.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
I'm tired of everybody. Please forgive me.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
The writer's job is to tell the truth.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
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.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
So far, about morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
In stating as fully as I could how things really were, it was often very difficult and I wrote awkwardly and the awkwardness is what they called my style. All mistakes and awkwardness are easy to see, and they called it style.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
He liked the works of his friends, which is beautiful as loyalty but can be disastrous as judgement.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
Personal columnists are jackals and no jackal has been known to live on grass once he had learned about meat - no matter who killed the meat for him.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
When I am working on a book or a story I write every morning as soon after first light as possible. There is no one to disturb you and it is cool or cold and you come to your work and warm as you write.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
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. If it is all the same to you I would rather not expound on that.
Ernest Hemingway
Image
Bullfighting is the only art in which the artist is in danger of death and in which the degree of brilliance in the performance is left to the fighter's honor.
Ernest Hemingway