The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you...
The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against the sky over the water, then blurring, then etching again and he knew n...
THE GAMBLER,THE NUN,& THE RADIOI am a poor idealist. I am a victim of illusions. He laughed.
So this was how you died, in whispers that you did not hear.
She was sitting up now. My arm was around her and she was leaning back against me, and we were quite calm. She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether sh...
She is kind and very beautiful. But she can be so cruel and it comes so suddenly and such birds that fly, dipping and hunting, with their small sad voices are made too delicately for the sea.
Remember everything is right until it's wrong. You'll know when it's wrong.
Practice any faith you wish. Got a ball field up the island where you can practice. I'll give the Deity a fast one high and inside if he crowds the plate.
Often a man wishes to be alone and a girl wishes to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of that in each other, but I can truly say we never felt that. We could feel alone when we...
It had been wonderful and they had been truly happy and he had not known that you could love anyone so much that you cared about nothing else and other things seemed inexistent.
In the morning I walked down the Boulevard to the rue Soufflot for coffee and brioche. It was a fine morning. The horse-chestnut trees in the Luxembourg gardens were in bloom. There was the pleasant e...
In a snowstorm it always seemed, for a time, as though there were no enemies.
I would like to bear thy son and hy daughter, she told hime. And how can the world be made better if there are no children of us who fight against the fascists?
I wonder why he jumped, the old man thought. He jumped almost as though to show me how big he was. I know now, anyway, he thought. I wish I could show him what sort of man I am. But then he would see...
I wish the boy was here,' he said aloud and settled himself against the rounded planks of the bow and felt the strength of the great fish through the line he held across his shoulders moving steadily...
I suppose if a man has something once, always something of it remains.
I shouldn’t have gone out so far, fish, he said. Neither for you nor for me. I’m sorry, fish.
I hate a cramp, he thought. It is a treachery of one's own body.
I am one of those who like to stay late at the cafe, the older waiter said. With all those who do not want to go to bed. With all those who need a light for the night.I want to go home and into bed.We...
How good a book is should be judged by the man who writes it by the excellence of the material that he eliminates.