Ernest Hemingway: Frases em inglês
Frases em inglês.“Mice: What is the best early training for a writer?
Y. C.: An unhappy childhood.”
Fonte: Ernest Hemingway on Writing
“He rested sitting on the un-stepped mast and sail and tried not to think but only to endure.”
Ernest Hemingway livro O Velho e o Mar
Fonte: The Old Man and the Sea
“No; that doesn't interest me.'
'That's because you never read a book about it.”
Ernest Hemingway livro The Sun Also Rises
Fonte: The Sun Also Rises
“We have very primative emotions. It's impossible not to be competitive. Spoils everything, though.”
Ernest Hemingway livro Green Hills of Africa
Fonte: Green Hills of Africa
Ernest Hemingway livro A Moveable Feast
Fonte: A Moveable Feast
“You don't have to destroy me. Do you?…”
The Complete Short Stories
“He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.”
Fonte: The Complete Short Stories
“I'd like to destroy you a few times in bed.”
Fonte: The Snows of Kilimanjaro and Other Stories
Ernest Hemingway livro For Whom the Bell Tolls
Fonte: For Whom the Bell Tolls
“By "guts" I mean, grace under pressure”
Variante: Courage is grace under pressure.
“You never kill anyone you want to kill in a war, he said to himself.”
Ernest Hemingway livro For Whom the Bell Tolls
Fonte: For Whom the Bell Tolls
“Have faith in the Yankees my son. Think of the great DiMaggio.”
Ernest Hemingway livro O Velho e o Mar
Fonte: The Old Man and the Sea
A Letter from Cuba (1934)
Contexto: All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you; the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse, and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was.
Contexto: All good books are alike in that they are truer than if they had really happened and after you are finished reading one you will feel that all that happened to you and afterwards it all belongs to you; the good and the bad, the ecstasy, the remorse, and sorrow, the people and the places and how the weather was. If you can get so that you can give that to people, then you are a writer.
Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald (1 July 1925); published in Ernest Hemingway: Selected Letters 1917–1961 (1981) edited by Carlos Baker
Contexto: Write me at the Hotel Quintana, Pamplona, Spain. Or don't you like to write letters. I do because it's such a swell way to keep from working and yet feel you've done something