Ernest Hemingway

Have faith in the Yankees my son. Think of the great DiMaggio. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#yankees #faith

My father was a deeply sentimental man. And like all sentimental men, he was also very cruel. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#hemingway #sentimentality-cruelty-ideology #men

Up the road, in his shack, the old man was sleeping again. He was still sleeping on his face and the boy was sitting by him watching him. The old man was dreaming about the lions. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#dreams

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. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#armed #armed men #care #else #enough

He did not care for the lying at first. He hated it. Then later he had come to like it. It was part of being an insider but it was a very corrupting business. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#business

Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#attitude

In those days, there was no money to buy books. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#memoir #reading #money

Imagination? It is the one thing beside honesty that a good writer must have. The more he learns from experience the more he can imagine. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#experience

Prose is architecture and the Baroque age is over. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#hemingway #minimalism #prose #writing #age

Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#attitude