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...
Spanish girls make wonderful wives. I've never had one so I know.
Now, feel. I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other. And feel now. Thou hast no heart but mine.
I love thee as I love all that we have fought for. I love thee as I love liberty and dignity and the rights of all men to work and not be hungry. I love thee as I love Madrid that we have defended and...
A writer of fiction is really... a congenital liar who invents from his own knowledge or that of other men.
I wake up in the morning and my mind starts making sentences, and I have to get rid of them fast - talk them or write them down.
Cowardice ... is almost always simply a lack of ability to suspend the functioning of the imagination.
I drink to make other people more interesting.
Writing and travel broaden your ass if not your mind and I like to write standing up.
Fear of death increases in exact proportion to increase in wealth.
Bullfighting is the only art in which the artist is in danger of death and in which the degree of brilliance in the performance is left to the fighter's honor.
Switzerland is a small, steep country, much more up and down than sideways, and is all stuck over with large brown hotels built on the cuckoo clock style of architecture.
´But when we sit together, close,´ said Bernard, ´we melt into each other with phrases.´
When people talk listen completely. Don’t be thinking what you’re going to say. Most people never listen.
Then I started to think in Lipp’s about when I had first been able to write a story about losing everything. It was up in Cortina d’Ampezzo when I had come back to join Hadley there after the spring s...
She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else's eyes in the world would...
It's all nonsense. It's only nonsense. I'm not afraid of the rain. I'm not afraid of the rain. Oh, oh, God, I wish I wasn't.' She was crying. I comforted her and she stopped crying. But outside it kep...
I thought that all generations were lost by something and always had been and always would be
I still need some more healthy rest in order to work at my best. My health is the main capital I have and I want to administer it intelligently.
I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rima