"As to Hemingway, I read him for..." - Quote by Ernest Hemingway
As to Hemingway, I read him for the first time in the early 'forties, something about bells, balls and bulls, and loathed it.
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“The echoes of beauty you've seen transpire, Resound through dying coals of a campfire.”
“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.”
“Until the dead are buried they change somewhat in appearance each day. The color change in Caucasian races is from white to yellow, to yellow-green, to black. If left long enough in the heat the flesh comes to resemble coal-tar, especially where it has been broken or torn, and it has quite a visible tarlike iridescence. The dead grow larger each day until sometimes they become quite too big for their uniforms, filling these until they seem blown tight enough to burst. The individual members may increase in girth to an unbelievable extent and faces fill as taut and globular as balloons.”
More on Literature
“Prolonged, indiscriminate reviewing of books is a quite exceptionally thankless, irritating and exhausting job. It not only involves praising trash but constantly inventing reactions towards books about which one has no spontaneous feeling whatever.”
“Shakespeare is a great psychologist, and whatever can be known of the heart of man may be found in his plays.”
“I made a compact with myself that in my person literature should stand by itself, of itself, and for itself.”
More on Opinion
“Loyalty to petrified opinion never yet broke a chain or freed a human soul.”
“The thing I have learned, especially in the Internet age, probably the easiest thing in the world is to declare that something is not funny. I mean it's not actually humor to say something is not funny, but it is viewed by a lot of people - and by that I mean mainly snarky young Internet men - as a kind of humor in and of itself is putting down other people's efforts at humor. And I don't care that much anymore about that because I know how easy that is to do.”
“Speak your latent conviction. . . Else tomorrow a stranger will say with masterly good sense precisely what we have thought and felt all the time, and we shall be forced to take with shame our own opinion from another.”