Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Miller Hemingwaywas 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...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth21 July 1899
CityOak Park, IL
CountryUnited States of America
Some other places were not so good but maybe we were not so good when we were in them.
Anyone can be a fisherman in May.
Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over.
Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters.
Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure only death can stop it.
As long as you can start, you are all right. The juice will come.
That is what we are supposed to do when we are at our best - make it all up - but make it up so truly that later it will happen that way.
The best writing is certainly when you are in love
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.
As a writer, you should not judge, you should understand.
Survival, with honor, that outmoded and all-important word, is as difficult as ever and as all-important to a writer. Those who do not last are always more beloved since no one has to see them in their long, dull, unrelenting, no-quarter-given-and-no-quarter-received, fights that they make to do something as they believe it should be done before they die. Those who die or quit early and easy and with every good reason are preferred because they are understandable and human. Failure and well-disguised cowardice are more human and more beloved.
You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.
Drinking wine was not a snobbism nor a sign of sophistication nor a cult; it was as natural as eating and to me as necessary...
All bad writers are in love with the epic.