Ernest Hemingway quotes

There isn’t any me. I’m you. Don’t make up a separate me.

Only being sent away from you. You’re my religion. You’re all I’ve got.

He was a legitimate hero who bored every one he met.

We were all cooked. The thing was not to recognize it. The last country to realize they were cooked would win the war.

“He was probably a coward,” she said. “He knew a great deal about cowards but nothing about the brave. The brave dies perhaps two thousand deaths if he’s intelligent. He simply doesn’t mention them.”

I don’t know. Everybody ought to have some place to go.

We could feel alone when we were together, alone against the others.

The war seemed as far away as the football games of some one else’s college.

Oh, darling, I want you so much I want to be you too.

Why, darling, I don’t live at all when I’m not with you.

All right. I’m afraid of the rain because sometimes I see me dead in it.

We mustn’t. Because there’s only us two and in the world there’s all the rest of them. If anything comes between us we’re gone and then they have us.

There were many words that you could not stand to hear and finally only the names of places had dignity.

Anger was washed away in the river along with any obligation.

We knew the baby was very close now and it gave us both a feeling as though something were hurrying us and we could not lose any time together.

I’m not a bit afraid. It’s just a dirty trick.

“I don’t know,” I said. “There isn’t always an explanation for everything.”

“Wine is a grand thing,” I said. “It makes you forget all the bad.”

I knew I did not love Catherine Barkley nor had any idea of loving her. This was a game, like bridge, in which you said things instead of playing cards.

Well, I knew I would not be killed. Not in this war. It did not have anything to do with me.

There are some people who never realize. There are people who are afraid of their officers. It is with them that war is made.

I went out swiftly, all of myself, and I knew I was dead and that it had all been a mistake to think you just died.

They were beaten when they took them from their farms and put them in the army. That is why the peasant has wisdom, because he is defeated from the start.

The questioners had that beautiful detachment and devotion to stern justice of men dealing in death without being in any danger of it.

The night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.