I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know? — Ernest Hemingway
Let’s not talk about how I am. It’s a subject I know too much about to want to think about anymore. — Ernest Hemingway, from “A Way You’ll Never Be,” Winner Take Nothing. (Scribner; 1 edition, January 1, 1966)
Write hard and clear about what hurts. — Ernest Hemingway
I want nothing. I just want the emptiness to mean something. — Ernest Hemingway, The Complete Short Stories (Scribner, 1987)
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.… Continue reading Ernest Hemingway
I’m full of poetry now. Rot and poetry. Rotten poetry. — Ernest Hemingway, The Snows of Kilimanjaro and Other Stories. (Scribner; Classic edition, July 6, 1999) Originally published 1938.
God knows I didn’t mean to fall in love with her. — , A Farewell To Arms. (Arrow Books Ltd August 18, 1994) Originally published 1929.