21 famous Ernest Hemingway quotes

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Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961) was an American writer and publicist. One of the most original and interesting writers, if you ask me. He inherited a hunger for adventure and hot temperament from his father. He made some serious life decisions in his early age, he didn’t want to waste time on education and decided to quit pursuing university education. He started working as a journalist, discovered his writing skills, and that made writing become his main life preoccupation.

Hunting and fishing was his favorite hobbies. Ernest had a huge passion for travelling, and he did travel very often. And on his every travel he carried, without exception, three things: a hunting rifle, fishing equipment, and a typing machine.

For his life time he traveled all across Europe, Africa, China… Hi lived in Paris and Havana.
He also took a part in a lot of wars, working as a war journalist but he was also fighting. Do you see know why I find him interesting? This was one special man. A writer, lover, fighter… The list goes on and on.

His life, sadly, ended with a suicide. Once he felt his health and strength were giving up on him he ended his life with a rifle.

Other than being an interesting person and a successful writer, Ernest Hemingway left us a with an amazing number of wise words and quotes. And that’s what we’re here for today! Here is my pick of best 21 Ernest Hemingway quotes and sayings! Have fun. :)


God knows, people who are paid to have attitudes toward things, professional critics, make me sick; camp-following eunuchs of literature.


The world breaks everyone … those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.


The first panacea for a mismanaged nation is inflation of the currency; the second is war. Both bring a temporary prosperity; both bring a permanent ruin. But both are the refuge of political and economic opportunists.


Wine is the most civilized thing in the world.


 

The world is a fine place and worth the fighting for and I hate very much to leave it.


Things may not be immediately discernible in what a man writes, and in this sometimes he is fortunate; but eventually they are quite clear and by these and the degree of alchemy that he possesses he will endure or be forgotten.


Death is like an old whore in a bar–I’ll buy her a drink but I won’t go upstairs with her.


It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is


Certainly there is no hunting like the hunting of man and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never really care for anything else thereafter.


One cat just leads to another.


The great artist when he comes, uses everything that has been discovered or known about his art up to that point, being able to accept or reject in a time so short it seems that the knowledge was born with him, rather than that he takes instantly what it takes the ordinary man a lifetime to know, and then the great artist goes beyond what has been done or known and makes something of his own.


Every day above earth is a good day.


To me heaven would be a big bull ring with me holding two barrera seats and a trout stream outside that no one else was allowed to fish in and two lovely houses in the town; one where I would have my wife and children and be monogamous and love them truly and well and the other where I would have my nine beautiful mistresses on nine different floors.


All things truly wicked start from an innocence.


You know what makes a good loser? Practice.


They wrote in the old days that it is sweet and fitting to die for ones country. But in modern war there is nothing sweet nor fitting in your dying. You will die like a dog for no good reason.


A man can be destroyed but not defeated.


Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be. But what will happen in all the other days that ever come can depend on what you do today.


Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure only death can stop it.


Life isn’t hard to manage when you’ve nothing to lose.


For a true writer each book should be a new beginning where he tries again for something that is beyond attainment. He should always try for something that has never been done or that others have tried and failed. Then sometimes, with great luck, he will succeed.