View From The Balcony
You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

Brilliant.

If the reader prefers, this book may be regarded as fiction. But there is always the chance that such a book of fiction may throw some light on what has been written as fact.
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
Perhaps as you went along you did learn something. I did not care what it was all about. All I wanted to know was how to live in it. Maybe if you found out how to live in it you learned from that what it was all about.
Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via bookmania)
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Ernest Hemingway and Fidel Castro

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Ernest Hemingway and Fidel Castro