Ernest Hemingway Quotes

To understand is to forgive.

If my Valentine you won't be, I'll hang myself on your Christmas tree.

You're beautiful, like a May fly.

Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.

I don't want to be your friend, baby. I am your friend.

For a long time now I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can.

For a true writer each book should be a new beginning, where he tries again for something that is beyond attainment.

I never had to choose a subject - my subject rather chose me.

My life used to be full of everything. Now if you aren't with me I haven't a thing in the world.

But life isn't hard to manage when you've nothing to lose.

When you have a child, the world has a hostage.

Everyone has his own conscience, and there should be no rules about how a conscience should function.

You're not a moron. You're only a case of arrested development.

But did thee feel the earth move?

There are two kinds of stories, the ones you live and the ones you make up. And nobody knows the difference, and I don't ever tell which is which.

All you need to do is write truly and not care about what the fate of it is.

A severed femoral artery empties itself faster than you can believe.

I am so in love with you that there isn’t anything else.

There isn't any me. I'm you. Don't make up a separate me.

I love you and I always will and I am sorry. What a useless word.

No horse named Morbid ever won a race.

To be a successful father... there's one absolute rule: when you have a kid, don't look at it for the first two years.

The road to Hell is paved with unbought stuffed dogs.

My heart's broken,' he thought. 'If I feel this way my heart must be broken.

I don't like to leave anything,' the man said. 'I don't like to leave things behind.

No Pilar," Agustin said. "You are not smart. You are brave. You are loyal. You have decision. You have intuition. Much decision and much heart. But you are not smart.

I might say that what amateurs call a style is usually only the unavoidable awkwardnesses in first trying to make something that has not heretofore been made.

Before you quit, you have to try

There's no one thing that's true. It's all true.

You write a book like that you're fond of over the years, then you see that happen to it, it's like pissing in your father's beer.

Paris is so very beautiful that it satisfies something in you that is always hungry in America.

To make war all you need is intelligence. But to win you need talent and material.

Let him think is I am more man than I am and I will be so.

[Never give up hope. Never give in to pessimism. Never despair.] No horse named Morbid ever won a race!

Love is infinitely more endurable than hate.

Have faith in the Yankees my son. Think of the great DiMaggio.

It's harder to write in the third person but the advantage is you move around better.

The thing is to become a master and in your old age to acquire the courage to do what children did when they knew nothing.

Creation's probably overrated. After all, God made the world in only six days and rested on the seventh.

I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it.

I felt very lonely when they were all there.

For a war to be just three conditions are necessary - public authority, just cause, right motive.

There isnt always an explanation for everything.

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.

I belong to this notebook and this pencil.

Keep right on lying to me. That's what I want you to do.

Don't you drink? I notice you speak slightingly of the bottle. I have drunk since I was fifteen and few things have given me more pleasure.

God knows, people who are paid to have attitudes toward things, professional critics, make me sick; camp-following eunuchs of literature.

The house was built on the highest part of the narrow tongue of land between the harbor and the open sea. It had lasted through three hurricanes and it was built solid as a ship.

Humility is not disgraceful, and carries no loss of true pride.