Ernest Hemingway Quotes - Page 12 | Just Great DataBase

don't ask me a lot of questions if you don't like the answers

let us sleep," he said and 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.

He was violating the second rule of the two rules for getting on well with people that speak Spanish; give the men tobacco and leave the women alone

Every one needs to talk to some one," the woman said. "Before we had religion and other nonsense. Now for every one there should be some one to whom one can speak frankly, for all the valor that one could have one becomes very alone.

Good. I go. And if thou dost not love me, I love thee enough for both.

الاستيقاظ مبكِّراً هو وحده الذي يليق بالرجال

I explained, winefully, how we did not do the things we wanted to; we never did such things.

Anger was washed away in the river along with any obligation.

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.

The war was a long way away. Maybe there wasn't any war. There was no war here. Then I realized it was over for me. But I did not have the feeling that it was really over. I had the feeling of a boy who thinks of what is happening at a certain hour at the schoolhouse from which he has played truant.

All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs. Not my fault.

Oh, Jake, Brett said, "we could have had such a damned good time together.""Yes," I said. "Isn't it pretty to think so?

I wish I did not think about it so much, he thought.

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.

Then he was sorry for the great fish... How many people will he feed?.. But are they worthy to eat him? No, of course, not. There is no one worthy of eating him from the manner of his behavior and his great dignity.

They arrested us after breakfast.

He said we were all cooked but we were all right as long as we did not know it. We were all cooked. The thing was not to recognize it. The last country to realize they were cooked would win the war.

I was a little crazy. But I wasn't crazy in any complicated manner.

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.

If people bring so much courage to the world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them