Every man's life ends the same way. It is only the details of how he lived and how he died that distinguish one man from another. Ernest Hemingway More Quotes by Ernest Hemingway More Quotes From Ernest Hemingway Write the story, take out all the good lines, and see if it still works. Ernest Hemingway lines stories writing A writer should be of as great probity and honesty as a priest of God. He is either honest or not, as a woman is either chaste or not, and after one piece of dishonest writing he is never the same again. Ernest Hemingway honesty editing writing Now, being in Africa, I was hungry for more of it, the changes of the seasons, the rains with no need to travel, the discomforts that you paid to make it real, the names of the trees, of the small animals, and all the birds, to know the language and have time to be in it and to move slowly. Ernest Hemingway real rain moving 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 hunting sea beautiful Having books published is very destructive to writing. Ernest Hemingway destructive writing book The best way to become a writer is to go off and write. Ernest Hemingway best-way writing way Hombre, there are bodegas open all night long. Ernest Hemingway all-night night long Real seriousness in regard to writing being one of the two absolute necessities. The other, unfortunately, is talent. Ernest Hemingway real writing two It is very bad for (an artist) to talk about how he (creates). It is not the (artist's) province to explain or to run guided tours through the more difficult country of his work. It's none of their business that you had to learn. Let them think you were born that way. Ernest Hemingway artist running country You are all a lost generation. [with credit to Gertrude Stein] Ernest Hemingway gertrude credit generations That seemed to handle it. That was it. Send a girl off with one man. Introduce her to another to go off with him. Now go and bring her back. And sign the wire with love. That was it all right. I went in to lunch. Ernest Hemingway lunch girl men I would take anything I love and throw it off the highest cliff you ever saw and not wait to hear it bounce. Ernest Hemingway cliffs saws waiting This was the price you paid for sleeping together. This was the end of the trap. This was what people got for loving each other. Ernest Hemingway together sleep people My father was a deeply sentimental man. And like all sentimental men, he was also very cruel. Ernest Hemingway sentimental men father Luck is a thing that comes in many forms and who can recognize her? Ernest Hemingway form luck Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. Ernest Hemingway light wind years Take a good rest, small bird," he said. "Then go in and take your chance like any man or bird or fish. Ernest Hemingway chance bird men Everything you have is to give. Thou art a phenomenon of philosophy and an unfortunate man. Ernest Hemingway men philosophy art People who write fiction, if they had not taken it up, might have become very successful liars. Ernest Hemingway taken liars writing The questioners had that beautiful detachment and devotion to stern justice of men dealing in death without being in any danger of it. Ernest Hemingway justice beautiful men