As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary.

— Ernest Hemingway

At night, there was the feeling that we had come home, feeling no longer alone, waking in the night to find the other one there, and not gone away; all other things were unreal. We slept when we were tired and if we woke the other one woke too, so one was not alone. Often a man wishes to be alone, and a woman wishes to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of that in each other, but I can truly say we never felt that. We could feel alone when we were together, alone against the others. We were never lonely and never afraid when we were together.

— Ernest Hemingway

A writer of fiction is really... a congenital liar who invents from his own knowledge or that of other men.

— Ernest Hemingway

A writer should write what he has to say and not speak it.

— Ernest Hemingway

A writer's problem does not change. He himself changes and the world he lives in changes, but his problem remains the same. It is always how to write truly and, having found what is true, to project it in such a way that it becomes a part of the experience of the person who reads it.

— Ernest Hemingway

A writer's style should be direct and personal, his imagery rich and earthy, and his words simple and vigorous. The greatest writers have the gift of brilliant brevity, are hard workers, diligent scholars and competent stylists.

— Ernest Hemingway

Being against evil doesn't make you good. Tonight I was against it, and then I was evil myself. I could feel it coming just like a tide... I just want to destroy them. But when you start taking pleasure in it, you are awfully close to the thing you're fighting.

— Ernest Hemingway

Below Les Savants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful, and we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.

— Ernest Hemingway

Below Les Savants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and where we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright. That was where we could go. Traveling third class on the train was not expensive. The pension cost very little more than we spent in Paris.

— Ernest Hemingway

Besides, I'm not jealous. I'm just so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

— Ernest Hemingway