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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9ff8588 | Her lips an island in the sudden white sea of pain that came in a shining, unbearable, rising, blinding wave and swept him clean. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| b680c76 | All you get in this life is a point of view. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 0efb83a | She had been married to a man who had never bored her and these people bored her very much | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| f1b1e42 | The Age Demand The age demanded that we sing And cut away our tongue. The age demanded that we flow And hammered in the bung. The age demanded that we dance And jammed us into iron pants. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 4499a91 | THE GAMBLER,THE NUN,& THE RADIO It is necessary to be very strong against something | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| c8f5533 | The town was very nice and our house was very fine. The river ran behind us and the town had been captured very handsomely but the mountains beyond it could not be taken and I was very glad the Austrians seemed to want to come back to the town some time, if the war should end, because they did not bombard it to destroy it but only a little in a military way. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 059dc43 | I guess you are all right. That was bad luck all right. Plenty bad luck. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 9cee400 | Just as, with the radio, there are certain things that you become fond of, and you welcome them and resent the new things | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 21235c3 | The boy Paco had never known about any of this nor about what all these people would be doing on the next day and on other days to come. He had no idea how they really lived nor how they ended. He did not even realize they ended. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 7a94ec9 | All the passengers were crowded over on the landside of the ship, watching through the narrow windows the careened hulk of a freighter, visibly damaged by shellfire, which had driven ashore to beach her cargo. She lay aground, looking against the sand in that clear water like a whale with smokestacks that had come to the beach to die. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| b4d9b34 | The dentuso is cruel and able and strong and intelligent. But I was more intelligent than he was. Perhaps not, he thought. Perhaps I was only better armed. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 8e34cef | Among the innumerable books on Addy's shelves was one by Ernest Hemingway in which I found these words: 'What is moral is what you feel good after. What is immoral is what you feel bad after. | Lynne Reid Banks | ||
| b5b29da | It evidently made no difference whether I was there to look after things or not. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 19e6a34 | But, thank God, they are not as intelligent as we who kill them; although they are more noble and more able. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 31253f2 | He looked at the sky and saw the white cumulus built like friendly piles of ice cream and high above were the thin feathers of the cirrus against the high September sky. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 0484d29 | And pain does not matter to a man. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 5c5783c | You did not do so badly for something worthless,' he said to his left hand. 'But there was a moment where I could not find you. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 8571a8e | I wish I had the boy. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| deba656 | I must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| e7b8d52 | You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more? 'You think too much, old man' he said aloud. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 6fcc12b | I even read aloud the part of the novel that I had rewritten, which is about as low as a writer can get and much more dangerous for him as a writer than glacier skiing unroped before the full winter snowfall has set over the crevices. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| 2250cca | Outside the gates of the finca, watching the passing rows of tin-roofed shacks which represented the residential section of San Francisco de Paula, I began to think about The Old Man and the Sea, and I realized it was Ernest's counterattack against those who had assaulted him for Across the River. It was an absolutely perfect counterattack and I envisioned a row of snickering carpies bearing the likenesses of Dwight Macdonald and Louis Kron.. | A.E. Hotchner | ||
| 767bc2e | When people are talking listen completely. Don't be thinking what you are going to say. Most people never listen. Nor do they observe. You should be able to go into a room and when you come out know everything that you saw there and not only that. If that room gave you any feeling you should know exactly what it was | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| a32ed01 | Fight them," he said. "I'll fight them until I die." | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| b592993 | Write the truest sentence you know. Then write another." -- Hemingway's advice to other young writers in "A Moveable Feast." | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| e1a8264 | I have tried to write by the old rule that how good a book is should be judged by the man who writes it by the excellence of the material that he eliminates. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| ec2134a | I told the boy I was a strange old man," he said. "Now is when I must prove it." | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| c800173 | Man is not much beside the great birds and beasts. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| b8a2791 | He grinned with his hat on the back of his head. He looked more like a Broadway character of the Nineties than the lovely painter that he was, and afterwards, when he had hanged himself, I liked to remember him as he was that night at the Dome. They say the seeds of what we will do are in all of us, but it always seemed to me that in those who make jokes in life the seeds are covered with better soil and with a higher grade of manure. | Ernest Hemingway | ||
| e94bf47 | And then there was the loving letter from my loving mother that I carry next to my heart." Ernest took his billfold from his hip pocket and extracted a tattered slip of paper that he read from: "'Ernest, I have received the inscribed copy of The Sun Also Rises, which you sent to me. Although as your Mother, I am pleased to hear that it is selling well, you have the doubtful honor of having produced one of the filthiest books of the year. Su.. | A.E. Hotchner | ||
| f80dd10 | Ernest Hemingway had a rather personal way to describe first drafts. To paraphrase, he said all of them are like, ahem, biological waste. | James Scott Bell | ||
| fe6ea01 | Deprived of bread or the equal benefits of the commonwealth, the person shrivels. Obviously. And that is a clear line to fight on. But when the transcendent energies waste away, then too the person shrivels--though far less obviously. Their loss is suffered in privacy and bewildered silence; it is easily submerged in affluence, entertaining diversions, and adjustive therapy. Well fed and fashionably dressed, surrounded by every manner of me.. | Theodore Roszak | ||
| b0aa749 | Dumnezeu e-n ochi. La fel si Diavolul, de fiecare data cand clipesti. | Theodore Roszak | ||
| f874167 | Good magic opens the mysteries to all; bad magic seeks simply to mystify. | Theodore Roszak | ||
| 9f9660c | Good prose is solitary work. | Christopher Bram | ||
| 0d01fdb | Love is benign only when it gets what it wants. Otherwise love can be far more destructive than mindless sex. | love writers | Christopher Bram | |
| 766d50a | Yeats was straight, but as Auden wrote in 'In Memory of WB Yeats': "You were silly like us." | writers yeats | Christopher Bram | |
| 37e600f | Death is almost never timely, even for the old. | gay old writers | Christopher Bram | |
| 3ca0c81 | Art is long and life is short. | gay life writers | Christopher Bram | |
| 1601d7d | We all perform balancing acts between self and family, individual and community, private desire and group expectation. Gay people in particular must break with the groupthink of church and society in order to live their own lives. (It's why you still see half-read copies of on the night tables of otherwise intelligent gay men.) | gay writers | Christopher Bram | |
| 215e069 | A work of art doesn't need to provide complete answers in order to succeed. It needs only to excite us into asking questions and give us a place to think about them while we become involved in other people's lives. | gay questions success writers | Christopher Bram | |
| 03d7dca | If the achievement of so much in life could not make one happy, then why bother living? | existentialism | Christopher Bram | |
| 0d7e5d7 | The gay revolution began as a literary revolution. | literary revolution | Christopher Bram | |
| 2349be7 | A career in the arts can make anyone crazy. | career crazy | Christopher Bram |