Ernest Hemingway ( 5 of 45 )
I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight.
I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight.
Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over
Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over
Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell read more
Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use it-don't cheat with it.
As you get older, it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
As you get older, it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs.Not my fault.
All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs.Not my fault.
