I was searching for a quote and Ernie's little truisms just came spilling forth from the display screen like freshly poured cream.
I include a few for your amusement and reading pleasure.
A man's got to take a lot of punishment to write a really funny book.
An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.
Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
Never confuse movement with action.
Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.
The best way to find out if you can trust somebody is to trust them.
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
Develop a built-in bullshit detector.
The first draft of anything is shit.
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hey Bungalow Bill, what did you kill, Bungalow Bill? those quotes are nice, especially the one about movement, however i have a profound distaste for the whole macho/safari/bullfight ethos surrounding EH, neither am i a fan of his prose, which was forced on me in high school; much preferred all of F.Scott Fitzgerald's books, i'm very well read, it's well known.
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I thought you loved cats! I'm appalled. I had to cover my eyes.
I do not believe in trophy hunting and do love animals. I killed a bluejay once with a slingshot when I was a kid and just about had a nervous breakdown.
Be that as it may, hunters do exist and Hemingway engaged in this super macho weird ass pursuit. Compensation for something. I do not approve and you can rest assured that no creatures were harmed in the creation of this blog.
I hope that people stop getting satisfaction from this so called sport. nd usually cheer when the animals win.
When Old Ernest wasn't shootin the felines he was protecting them.
"Ernest Hemingway was an amazing man, with many talents and interests. He was also an inveterate cat-lover, because he admired the spirit and independence of cats. Hemingway acquired his first cat from a ship's captain in Key West, Florida, where he made his home for a number of years. This cat, which may have been a Maine Coon, had extra toes (technically known as polydactyl, latin for "many digits"). Today, approximately 60 cats, half of them polydactyl, make their home in the Ernest Hemingway Museum and Home, in Key West, protected by the terms of his will. At least some of those cats are descendents of Hemingway's first cat, and are given fanciful names, as he once did, after movie stars and even characters in his book. The cats of the Hemingway Museum are so popular and so well-known, that the nickname "Hemingway Cats" has often been given to polydactyls."
nice post. thanks.
Hem told a story about an old wise Indian he knew, up in Michigan. The Indian told him one day 'Long time ago - world good; now, heap shit!
Ciao, Babe.
Ezra Pound
thanks Ezra, weren't you a Fascist during the war, though?...not to beat this to death or anything, but i recently googled a list of quotes by singer Henry Rollins, and was pleasantly surprized; i'd remembered some stuff he'd written a while back on tennis, namely what an Ivan Lendl fan he'd been, praising Lendl for being such a machine on the court, which i thought was kind of cool, since everyone else kind of hated the guy, at the time anyways; Rollins is a smart dude and has a lot of good things to say; his music you can have, though, not for me...
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