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Things may not be immediately discernible in what a man writes, and in this sometimes he is fortunate but eventually they are quite clear and by these and the degree of alchemy that he possesses he will endure or be forgotten.
Ernest Hemingway
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Ernest Hemingway
Age: 61 †
Born: 1899
Born: July 21
Died: 1961
Died: July 2
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It was like certain dinners I remember from the war. There was much wine, an ignored tension, and a feeling of things coming that you could not prevent happening. Under the wine I lost the disgusted feeling and was happy. It seemed they were all such nice people.
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Our nada who art in nada, nada be thy name thy kingdom nada thy will be nada in nada as it is in nada. Give us this nada our daily nada and nada us our nada as we nada our nadas and nada us not into nada but deliver us from nada pues nada. Hail nothing full of nothing, nothing is with thee.
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Why should anybody be interested in some old man who was a failure?
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You never understand anybody that loves you.
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You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it.
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To hell with luck. I'll bring the luck with me.
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In Africa a thing is true at first light and a lie by noon and you have no more respect for it than for the lovely, perfect wood-fringed lake you see across the sun-baked salt plain. You have walked across that plain in the morning and you know that no such lake is there. But now it is there absolutely true, beautiful and believable.
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What difference does it make if you live in a picturesque little outhouse surrounded by 300 feeble minded goats and your faithful dog? The question is: Can you write?
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