Half fish, he said. Fish that you were. I am sorry that I went too far out. I ruined us both. But we have killed many sharks, you and I, and ruined many others. How many did you ever kill, old fish? Y...
God knows I had not wanted to fall in love with her. I had not wanted to fall in love with any one. But God knows I had and I lay on the bed in the room of the hospital in Milan and all sorts of thing...
For many things are not as they appear. Discipline must come from trust and confidence.
For all of us who lived in Paris; we will never forget it because Paris is a moveable feast
Fish, he said, I love you and respect you very much. But I will kill you dead before this day ends.
Everything that's innocent to us is crazy to them.
Every one needs to talk to some one, the woman said. Before we had religion and other nonsense. Now for every one there should be some one to whom one can speak frankly, for all the valor that one cou...
Enjoying living was learning to get your money's worth and knowing when you had it.
Do you feel better?' he asked.'I feel fine,' she said. 'There's nothing wrong with me. I feel fine.
Coward, Pablo said bitterly. You treat a man as coward because he has a tactical sense. Because he can see the results of an idiocy in advance. It is not cowardly to know what is foolish. Neither is i...
By then I knew that everything good and bad left an emptiness when it stopped. But if it was bad, the emptiness filled up by itself. If it was good you could only fill it by finding something better.
But, then, nothing is easy.
But man is not made for defeat, he said. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.
Be a damn fire eater now. He'd seen it in the war work the same way. More of a change than any loss of virginity. Fear gone like an operation. Something else grew in its place. Main thing a man had. M...
And you'll always love me won't you?YesAnd the rain won't make any difference? No
And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, the thought.
And another thing. Don’t ever kid yourself about loving some one. It is just that most people are not lucky enough ever to have it. You never had it before and now you have it. What you have with Mari...
Also, he had always had a great tolerance which seemed the nicest thing about him if it were not the most sinister.
All remembrance of things past is fiction.
All our words from loose using have lost their edge.