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Hemingway’s aim was to convey vividly and exactly moments of exquisite importance and poignancy, experiences that might appropriately be described as “epiphanies.”
In going where you have to go, and doing what you have to do, and seeing what you have to see, you dull and blunt the instrument you write with.
They are, he thought, the hardest in the world; the hardest, the cruelest, the most predatory and the most attractive and their men have softened or gone to pieces nervously as they have hardened. Or is it that they pick men they can handle?
enamelled in that American female cruelty.
Margot was too beautiful for Macomber to divorce her and Macomber had too much money for Margot ever to leave him.
‘By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death and let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.’ Damned fine, eh?”
He had destroyed his talent by not using it, by betrayals of himself and what he believed in, by drinking so much that he blunted the edge of his perceptions, by laziness, by sloth, and by snobbery, by pride and by prejudice, by hook and by crook.
He had sold vitality, in one form or another, all his life and when your affections are not too involved you give much better value for the money.
The rich were dull and they drank too much, or they played too much backgammon. They were dull and they were repetitious.
great, high, and unbelievably white in the sun, was the square top of Kilimanjaro. And then he knew that there was where he was going.
But she did not hear him for the beating of her heart.
The cat, of course, will be all right.
There was water on both sides of the track, then tamarack swamp.
In the afternoon, after the sun had crossed toward the hills, the trout would be in the cool shadows on the other side of the stream.
toward or towards
coleta
cuadrillas
muleta,
“I’m not Mrs. Hirsch,” the woman said. “She owns the place. I just look after it for her. I’m Mrs. Bell.”
