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This was omitted on my new theory that you could omit anything if you knew that you omitted and the omitted part would strengthen the story and make people feel something more than they understood.
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There is seven-eights of it under water for every part that shows. Anything you know you can eliminate and it only strengthens your iceberg. It is the part that doesn't show. If a writer omits something because he does not know it then there is a hole in the story. (Interview with , 1958)
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writing
omission
creative-process
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We both touched wood on the cafe table and the waiter came to see what it was we wanted. But what we wanted he, nor anyone else, nor knocking on wood or on marble, as this cafe table-top was, could ever bring us. But we did not know it that night and we were very happy.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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They arrested us after breakfast.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Love was the greatest thing, wasn't it? Love was what we had that no one else had or could ever have? And you were a genius and I was your whole life. I was your partner and your little black flower. Slop. Love is just another dirty lie. Love is ergoapiol pills to make me come around because you were afraid to have a baby. Love is quinine and quinine and quinine until I'm deaf with it. Love is that aborting horror you took me to. Love is my..
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love
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During the night two porpoises came around the boat and he could hear them rolling and blowing. He could tell the difference between the blowing noise the male made and the sighing blow of the female. 'They are good,' he said. 'They play and make jokes and love one another. They are our brothers like the flying fish.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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And chase hard and good and with no mistakes and do not overrun them.
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page-339
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I wish I did not think about it so much, he thought.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I was a little crazy. But I wasn't crazy in any complicated manner.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Blow, blow, ye western wind . . . Christ, that my love were in my arms and I in my bed again. That my love Catherine. That my sweet love Catherine down might rain. Blow her again to me.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Everything is on such a clear financial basis in France. It is the simplest country to live in. No one makes things complicated by becoming your friend for any obscure reason. If you want people to like you you have only to spend a little money.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Pain does not matter to a man.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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For three years I looked forward very childishly to the war ending at Christmas. But now I look forward till when our son will be a lieutenant commander.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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What kind of a hand is that,' he said. 'Cramp then if you want. Make yourself into a claw. It will do you no good.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be. But what will happen in all the other days that ever come can depend on what you do today.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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If people bring so much courage to the world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Romero never made any contortions, always it was straight and pure and natural in line. The others twisted themselves like cork-screws, their elbows raised, and leaned against the flanks of the bull after his horns had passed, to give a faked look of danger. Afterward, all that was faked turned bad and gave an unpleasant feeling. Romero's bull-fighting gave real emotion, because he kept the absolute purity of line in his movements and alway..
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Find what gave you emotion; what the action was that gave you excitement. Then write it down making it clear so that the reader can see it too. Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over.
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emotion
writing
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Ernest Hemingway |
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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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Ernest Hemingway |
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Half fish," he said. "Fish that you were. I am sorry that I went too far out. I ruined us both. But we have killed many sharks, you and I, and ruined many others. How many did you ever kill, old fish? You do not have that spear on your head for nothing."
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Ernest Hemingway |
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The fish is my friend too," he said aloud. "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."
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I obscenity in the milk of my shame.
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shame
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Ernest Hemingway |
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The best sky was in Italy or Spain and in Northern Michigan in the fall
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Thank you," the old man said. He was too simple to wonder when he had attained humility. But he knew he had attained it and he knew it was not disgraceful and it carried no loss of true pride."
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I knew I did not love Catherine Barkley nor had any idea of loving her. This was a game, like bridge, in which you said things instead of playing cards. Like bridge you had to pretend you were playing for money or playing for some stakes. Nobody had mentioned what the stakes were. It was all right with me.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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There are the two curses of Spain, the bulls and the priests.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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The great thing is to last and get your work done and see and hear and learn and understand; and write when there is something that you know; and not before; and not too damned much after. Let those who want to save the world if you can get to see it clear and as a whole. Then any part you make will represent the whole if it's made truly. The thing to do is work and learn to make it.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Love is a dunghill, and I'm the cock that gets on it to crow.
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love
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Ernest Hemingway |
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But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Hail Mary full of Grace the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death. Amen.' Then he added, 'Blessed Virgin, pray for the death of this fish wonderful though he is.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Do you feel better?' he asked. 'I feel fine,' she said. 'There's nothing wrong with me. I feel fine.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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But I could tell thee of other things, , and do not doubt what thou simply cannot see nor cannot hear. Thou canst not hear what a dog hears. Nor canst thou smell what a dog smells. But already thou hast experienced a little of what can happen to man.
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spirituality
gypsy
human-experience
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Ernest Hemingway |
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For one person who likes Spain there are a dozen who prefer books on her.
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tourist
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Even if he was ever afraid he knew that he could do it anyway.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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In those days we did not trust anyone who had not been in the war, but we did not completely trust anyone.
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war
trust
lost-generation
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Ernest Hemingway |
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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 you know.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Now that the bad weather had come, we could leave Paris for a while for a place where this rain would be snow coming down through the pines and covering the road and the high hillsides and at an altitude where we would hear it creak as we walked home at night. Below Les Avants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and where we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and th..
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Ernest Hemingway |
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He knew everything when he started. The others can't ever learn what he was born with.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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First you borrow, then you beg.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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You have never heard me talk much. But an intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend his time with fools.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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What happens to people that love each other? - I suppose they have whatever they have, and they are more fortunate than others. Then one of them gets the emptiness forever.
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love
death-of-a-loved-one
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Ernest Hemingway |
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He knew too what it was to live through a hurricane with the other people of the island and the bond that the hurricane made between all people who had been through it. He also knew that hurricanes could be so bad that nothing could live through them.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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It's all nonsense. It's only nonsense. I'm not afraid of the rain. I'm not afraid of the rain. Oh, oh, God, I wish I wasn't.' She was crying. I comforted her and she stopped crying. But outside it kept on raining.
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war
rain
symbolism
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Ernest Hemingway |
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You talk like a time-table. Did you have any beautiful adventures?
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Ernest Hemingway |