Ernest Hemingway Quotes

American author and journalist (1899–1961)

Ernest Miller Hemingway (21 July 1899 – 2 July 1961) was an American novelist, short story writer, and journalist. His economical and understated style had a strong influence on 20th-century fiction, while his life of adventure and his public image influenced later generations. Hemingway produced most of his work between the mid-1920s and the mid-1950s, and won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1954. He published seven novels, six short story collections, and two non-fiction works. Additional works, including three novels, four short story collections, and three non-fiction works, were published posthumously. Many of his works are considered classics of American literature.

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Native Name: Ernest Miller Hemingway

Also Known As: Papa

Alternative Names: Hemingway • Ernest Miller Hemmingway • E. M. Hemmingway • E. Hemmingway • E. Hemingway • Ernest M. Hemingway

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"Oh Jake," Brett said, "We could have had such a damned good time together."
Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly, pressing Brett against me.
Yes," I said. "Isn't it pretty to think so?

So far, about morals, I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.

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

An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.

When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.

Isn't it pretty to think so.

All things truly wicked start from innocence.

Now is no time to think of what you do not have.
Think of what you can do with that there is

The first and final thing you have to do in this world is to last it and not be smashed by it.

If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.

The hard part about writing a novel is finishing it.

It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.

They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for one's country. But in modern war, there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason.

"How did you go bankrupt?"
Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly.

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