Quotes by Ernest Hemingway

it is all very well for you to write simply and the simpler the better. But do not start to think so damned simply. Know how complicated it is and then state it simply.

There isnt always an explanation for everything.

I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars.” Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. . . . Then he was sorry for the great fish that had nothing to eat and his determination to kill him never relaxed in his sorrow for him. . . . There is no one worthy of eating him from the manner of his behavior and his great dignity. I do not understand these things, he thought. But it is good that we do not have to try to kill the sun or the moon or the stars. It is enough to live on the sea and kill our true brothers.

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 its made truly. The thing to do is work and learn to make it.

The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.

All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.

All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you: the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was. If you can get so that you can give that to people, then you are a writer.

Clearly I miss Him, having been brought up in religion. But now a man must be responsible to himself.

You are going to die like a dog for no good reason

wonder what day god created the egg how should we know? we should not question. our stay on earth is not for long. let us rejoice and believe and give thanks. eat a egg

No, that is the great fallacy: the wisdom of old men. They do not grow wise. They grow careful.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

He cant have gone, he said Christ know he cant have gone. Hes making a turn. Maybe he has been hooked before and her remembers something of it. The he felt the gentle touch on the line and he was happy.

The rain will stop, the night will end, the hurt will fade. Hope is never so lost that it cant be found.

The fish is my friend too...I have never seen or heard of such a fish. But I must kill him. I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars. Imagine if each day a man must try to kill the moon, he thought. The moon runs away. But imagine if a man each day should have to try to kill the sun? We were born lucky; he thought

But after I got them to leave and shut the door and turned off the light it wasnt any good. It was like saying good-by to a statue. After a while I went out and left the hospital and walked back to the hotel in the rain.

In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die.

I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima

Thats my town, Joaquin said. What a fine town, but how the buena gente, the good people of that town, have suffered in this war. Then, his face grave, There they shot my father. My mother. My brother-in-law and now my sister. What barbarians, Robert Jordan said. How many times had he heard this? How many times had he watched people say it with difficulty? How many times had he seen their eyes fill and their throats harden with the difficulty of saying my father, or my brother, or my mother, or my sister? He could not remember how many times he heard them mention their dead in this way. Nearly always they spoke as this boy did now; suddenly and apropos of the mention of the town and always you said, What barbarians.