I like sleep. My life has a tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
Ernest Hemingway
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I drink to make other people more interesting.
Ernest Hemingway
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Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
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You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.
Ernest Hemingway
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I miss who I miss so badly that I do not care about anything.
Ernest Hemingway
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By Tom Gauld
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✨Wack-An-Author!!!✨
Pick a dead classic author from this poll that you'd personally want to punch!! This is all fun in games, I love bullying dead people 💛.
Listen everyone wants to beat up Lovecraft. That's a given, no competition. So he's not here.
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The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
Ernest Hemingway
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The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
Ernest Hemingway
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I’m with you. No matter what else you have in your head I’m with you and I love you.
Ernest Hemingway
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Never, never tell them. Try and remember that. Never tell anyone anything ever. Never tell anyone anything again.
Ernest Hemingway
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Joan Didion’s collection of books by Ernest Hemingway, from her estate sale
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~ Ernest Hemingway
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She is kind and very beautiful. But she can be so cruel and it comes so suddenly and such birds that fly, dipping and hunting, with their small sad voices are made too delicately for the sea.
Ernest Hemingway
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