Tuesday, July 21, 2009


"There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." - E.H. (July 21, 1899 — July 2, 1961)

"The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters
of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself." - E.H.

"Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know." - E.H

"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast." -

"I know war as few other men now living know it, and nothing to me is more revolting. I have long advocated its complete abolition, as its very destructiveness on both friend and foe has rendered it useless as a method of settling international disputes." - E.H.

i can't overemphasize the impact hemingway had on me in high school. hell, i even started eating raw oysters because of him. i'm sure i tried to imitate his prose at some point but no one really could w/o sounding stiff or phony. it's truly original prose & also truly american. hemingway got a bit cranky in the end & there was all that macho posturing but re-read a moveable feast or even islands in the stream, books he was working on or had just finished there at the end. he could still write &, as far as he was concerned good writing was true writing, he was still telling the truth.

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