Quotes from Ernest Hemingway

It was a pleasant café, warm and clean and friendly, and I hung up my old waterproof on the coat rack to dry and put my worn and weathered felt hat on the rack above the bench and ordered a café au lait. The waiter brought it and I took out a notebook from the pocket of the coat and a pencil and started to write. I was writing about up in Michigan and since it was a wild, cold, blowing day it was that sort of day in the story.

I loved the country so that I was happy as you are after you have been with a woman that you really love, when, empty, you feel it welling up again and there it is and you can never have it all and yet what there is, now, you can have, and you want more and more, to have, and be, and live in, to possess now again for always, for that long, sudden-ended always; making time stand still, sometimes so very still that afterwards you wait to hear it move,and it is slow in starting.

Where did you wash? the boy thought. The village water supply was two streets down the road. I must have water here for him, the boy thought, and soap and a good towel. Why am I so thoughtless? I must get him another shirt and a jacket for the winter and some sort of shoes and another blanket.

Love is the wanting to do things for.

But why must all the operations in life be performed without an anesthetic?

The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never so lost that it can't be found.

Do you want to keep your knee, young man?' 'No', I said. 'What?' 'I want it cut off,' I said, 'so I can wear a hook on it.

Ought not to daunt you. Never be daunted. Secret of my success. Never been daunted. Never been daunted in public.

And pain does not matter to a man.

There is not much future in men being friends with a great woman although it can be pleasant enough before it gets better or worse, and there is usually even less future with truly ambitious women writers.

Oh, darling," she said. "You will be good to me, won't you?" What the hell, I thought. I stroked her hair and patted her shoulder. She was crying. "You will, won't you?" She looked up at me. "Because we're going to have a strange life.

I learned one thing." "What?" "Never to go on trips with anyone you do not love.