Quotes from Ernest Hemingway

Hunger is good discipline.

When you stop doing things for fun you might as well be dead.

There isn't any me. I'm you. Don't make up a separate me.

Oh, darling, I've been so miserable.

I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars.

If the reader prefers, this book may be regarded as fiction. But there is always the chance that such a book of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.

No one should be alone in their old age, he thought.

I would stand and look out over the roofs of Paris and think, Do not worry. You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.

Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary...

My life used to be full of everything. Now if you aren't with me I haven't a thing in the world.

You won't do our things with another girl, or say the same things, will you?

Then there is the other secret. There isn't any symbolysm [sic]. The sea is the sea. The old man is an old man. The boy is a boy and the fish is a fish. The shark are all sharks no better and no worse. All the symbolism that people say is shit. What goes beyond is what you see beyond when you know.

No subject is terrible if the story is true, if the prose is clean and honest, and if it affirms courage and grace under pressure.

Show the readers everything, tell them nothing.

You'll ache. And you're going to love it. It will crush you. And you're still going to love all of it. Doesn't it sound lovely beyond belief?

Fish, he said, I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill you dead before this day ends.

I thought that all generations were lost by something and always had been and always would be

But in the night he woke and held her tight as though she were all of life and it was being taken from him. He held her feeling she was all of life there was and it was true.

He'll never be frightened. He knows too damn much.

Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters.

I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together

Road to hell paved in unbought stuffed dogs. Not my fault.

People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

You know it makes one feel rather good deciding not to be a bitch. Yes. It's sort of what we have instead of God.