Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.
What you have with Maria, whether it lasts just through today and a part of tomorrow, or whether it lasts for a long life is the most important thing that can happen to a human being. There will alway...
The madness all over
The great thing is to last and get your work done and see and hear and learn and understand; and write when there is something that you know; and not before; and not too damned much after. Let those w...
Love is all the dirty little tricks you taught me that you probably got out of some book.
In a city like Paris where there was a way of living well and working, no matter how poor you were, was like having a great treasure given to you.
If you have to go away,' she said,'is it absolutely necessary to kill off everything you leave behind? I mean do you have to take away everything? ...
I would walk along the quais when I had finished work or when I was trying to think something out. It was easier to think if I was walking and doing something or seeing people doing something that the...
I suppose she only wanted what she couldn't have. Well, people were that way. To hell with people. The Catholic Church had an awfully good way of handling all that. Good advice, anyways. Not to think...
I sleep on my face, and then it does not frighten anybody in the morning.
I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it.
I don’t have to be proud of it. I only have to do it well. – Thomas Hudson
He spat into the ocean and said, Eat that, galanos. And make a dream you’ve killed a man.
He remembered the time he had hooked one of a pair of marlin. The male fish always let the female fish feed first and the hooked fish, the female, made a wild, panic-stricken, despairing fight that so...
For luck you carried a horse chestnut and a rabbit’s foot in your right pocket. The fur had been worn off the rabbit’s foot long ago and the bones and the sinews were polished by the wear. The claws s...
All right, said Nick. Let's get drunk.All right, Bill said. Let's get really drunk.
You lose it if you talk about it.
The old man knew he was going far out and he left the smell of the land behind and rowed out into the clean early morning smell of the ocean.
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 us...
There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter.