Find what gave you emotion; what the action was that gave you excitement. Then write it down making it clear so that the reader can see it too. Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the...
If you have a success you have it for the wrong reasons. If you become popular it is always because of the worst aspects of your work.
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.
Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another.
An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.
When she cried her whole face went to pieces.
When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.
To have come on all this new world of writing, with time to read 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 gi...
The only writing that was any good was what you made up, what you imagined. That made everything come true. Everything good he had ever written he'd made up. None of it had ever happened. Other things...
The more I'm let alone and not worried the better I can function.
She's vicious,' Miss Stein said. 'She's truly vicious, so she can never be happy except with new people. She corrupts people.
No. It's bad for me. Cole Porter wrote the words and the music. This knowledge that you're going mad for me.
Man is not much beside the great birds and beasts.
It was an hour before the first shark hit him.
It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was.
I wish to marry her . . . But she has one drawback, her attitude is uncooperative.
I never used to realize it, I guess. I try and play it along and just not make trouble for people. Probably I never would have had any trouble at all if I hadn't run into Brett when they shipped me to...
I kissed her neck and shoulders. I felt faint with loving her so much.
I have a rotten habit of picturing the bedroom scenes of my friends.
He looked at his face carefully in the glass, put a big dab of lather on each cheek-bone. It's an honest face. It's a face any woman would be safe with.She'd never seen it.She should have. All women s...