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He felt the long light body, warm against him, comforting against him, abolishing loneliness against him, magically, by a simple touching of flanks, of shoulders and of feet, making an alliance against death with him.
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true-love
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Then they were together so that as the hand on the watch moved, unseen now, they knew that nothing could ever happen to the one that did not happen to the other, that no other thing could happen more than this; that this was all and always; this was what had been and now and whatever was to come. This, that they were not to have, they were having.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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But these, wide-finned in silver, roaring, the light mist of their propellers in the sun, these do not move like sharks. They move like nothing there has ever been. They move like mechanized doom.
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war
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Ernest Hemingway |
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You are not supposed to like things. Only to understand.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I would like to bear thy son and hy daughter," she told hime. "And how can the world be made better if there are no children of us who fight against the fascists?"
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Ernest Hemingway |
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But I won't keep a count of people I have killed as though it were a trophy record or a disgusting business like notches in a gun, he told himself. I have a right to not keep count and I have a right to forget them. No, himself said. You have no right to forget anything. You have no right to shut your eyes to any of it nor any right to forget any of it nor to soften it nor to change it.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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1974809
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The cat is the best anarchist.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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You only heard the statement of the loss. You did not see the father fall as Pilar made him see the fascists die in that story she had told by the stream. You knew the father died in some courtyard, or against some wall, or in some field or orchard, or at night, in the lights of a truck, beside some road. You had seen the lights of the car from down the hills and heard the shooting and afterwards you had come down to the road and found the ..
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Ernest Hemingway |
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He was fairly happy, except that, like many people living in Europe, he would rather have been in America, and he had discovered writing.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Who do you suppose has it easier? Ones with religion or just taking it straight? It comforts them very much but we know there is no thing to fear. It is only missing it that's bad. Dying is only bad when it takes a long time and hurts so much that it humiliates you.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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In a snowstorm it always seemed, for a time, as though there were no enemies.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I don't know," Robert Jordan said. "When I get very tired sometimes I speak English. Or when I get very disgusted. Or baffled, say. When I get highly baffled I just talk English to hear the sound of it. It's a reassuring noise. You ought to try it sometime." "What do you say, Ingles?" Pilar said. "It sounds very interesting but I do not understand." "Nothing," Robert Jordan said. "I said, 'nothing' in English."
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Let us not doubt, brother. Let us not pry into the holy mysteries of the hen-coop with simian fingers.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I like to see you in the morning all new and strange.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Brett was damned good-looking. She wore a slipover jersey sweater and a tweed skirt, and her hair was brushed back like a boy's. She started all that. She was built with curves like the hull of a racing yacht, and you missed none of it with that wool jersey.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Znaia, che noshchta ne e s'shchata kato denia, che neshchata izglezhdat razlichni togava, che tova, koeto prezhiviavash prez noshchta, ne mozhe da se obiasni na dnevna svetlina, ponezhe togava prestava da s'shchestvuva, i che noshchta mozhe da b'de strakhotna za samotnite, shchom os'znaiat svoiata samota. No s Ketrin niamashe nikakva razlika mezhdu denia i noshchta, osven mozhe bi tazi, che noshchite biakha po-khubavi ot dnite. Kogato khora..
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Ърнест-Хемингуей
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Ernest Hemingway |
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7641380
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Everybody had his arms on everybody else's shoulders, and they were all singing. Mike was sitting at the table with several men in their shirt-sleeves, eating from a bowl of tuna fish, chopped onions and vinegar. They were all drinking wine and mopping up the oil and vinegar with pieces of bread. "Hello, Jake. Hello!" Mike called. "Come here. I want you to meet my friends. We are all having an hors d'oeuvre."
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Ernest Hemingway |
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In the morning it was raining. A fog had come over the mountains from the sea. You could not see the tops of the mountains. The plateau was dull and gloomy, and the shapes of the trees and the houses were changed. I walked out beyond the town to look at the weather. The bad weather was coming over the mountains from the sea. The flags in the square hung wet form the with poles and the banners were wet and hung damp against the front of the ..
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Ernest Hemingway |
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It was baking hot in the square when we came out after lunch with our bags and the rod-case to go to Burguete. People were on top of the bus, and others were climbing up a ladder. Bill went up and Robert sat beside Bill to save a place for me, and I went back in the hotel to get a couple of bottles of wine to take with us. When I came out the bus was crowded. Men and women were sitting on all the baggage and boxes on top, and the women all ..
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basque-people
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I suppose she only wanted what she couldn't have. Well, people were that way.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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In America, they make such things of wire and of sponge-rubber, such as you use in the sets of tanks. You never know there, whether there is any truth in the matter, unless you are a bad boy as I am.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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To hell with women, anyway. To hell with you, Brett Ashley. Women made such swell friends. Awfully swell. In the first place, you had to be in love with a woman to have a basis of friendship. I had been having Brett for a friend. I had not been thinking about her side of it. I had been getting something for nothing. That only delayed the presentation of the bill. The bill always came. That was one of the swell things you could count on. I t..
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Ernest Hemingway |
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You'll lose it if you talk about it.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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You are all a lost generation.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I mistrust all frank and simple people, especially when their stories hold together,
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Ernest Hemingway |
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He was not sure that there were any great moments. Things were not the same and now life only came in flashes.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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I don't want to fool with it but what choice have I got? They don't give you any choice now. I can let it go; but what will the next thing be? I didn't ask for any of this and if you've got to do it you've got to do it.
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fool
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Ernest Hemingway |
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She is kind and very beautiful. But she can be so cruel and it comes so suddenly
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Ernest Hemingway |
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He could see the fish and he had only to look at his hands and feel his back against the stern to know that this had truly happened and was not a dream.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Vaguely he wanted a girl but he did not want to have to work to get her. He would have liked to have a girl but he did not want to have to spend a long time getting her. He did not want to get into the intrigue and the politics. He did not want to have to do any courting. He did not want to tell any more lies. It wasn't worth it.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Ulkeyi yoneten bir sinif var, akilsiz bir sinif. Hicbirinin bir boktan anladigi yok. Bu savas bu yuzden cikti iste.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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All remembrance of things past is fiction.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her. Sometimes those who love her say bad things of her but they are always said as though she were a woman. Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as el mar which is masculine. They spoke of her as a contestant or a place o..
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Ernest Hemingway |
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When it's right you can't remember. Every time you read it again it comes as a great and unbelievable surprise. You can't believe you did it. When it's once right you never can do it again. You only do it once for each thing. And you're only allowed so many in your life.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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Drink it down, baby, and look forward to being sick.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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But why must all the operations in life be performed without an anesthetic?
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Ernest Hemingway |
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The old man drank his coffee slowly. It was all he would have all day and he knew that he should take it. For a long time now eating had bored him and he never carried a lunch.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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In writing there are many secrets too. Nothing is ever lost no matter how it seems at the time and what is left out will always show and make the strength of what is left in.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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There is not much future in men being friends with great women although it can be pleasant enough before it gets better or worse, and there is usually even less future with truly ambitious women writers.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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if the day was bright, I would buy a liter of wine and a piece of bread and some sausage and sit in the sun and read one of the books I had bought and watch the fishing.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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A thousand years makes economics silly and a work of art endures for ever, but it is very difficult to do and now it is not fashionable.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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A writer's job is to tell the truth. His standard of fidelity to the truth should be so high that his invention, out of his experience, should produce a truer account than anything factual can be. For facts can be observed badly; but when a good writer is creating something, he has time and scope to make an absolute truth.6
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Ernest Hemingway |
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If a man liked his friends' painting or writing, I thought it was probably like those people who like their families, and it was not polite to criticize them. Sometimes you can go quite a long time before you criticize families, your own or those by marriage, but it is easier with bad painters because they do not do terrible things and make intimate harm as families can do. With bad painters all you need to do is not look at them.
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Ernest Hemingway |
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You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person had died for no reason.
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