The Sun Also Rises: (Original Classic Editions)

by Ernest Hemingway

All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full; unto the place from whence the rivers come, thither they return again.”

“Don’t you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you’re not taking advantage of it? Do you realize you’ve lived nearly half the time you have to live already?” “Yes, every once in a while.” “Do you know that in about thirty–five years more we’ll be dead?” “What the hell, Robert,” I said. “What the hell.” “I’m serious.” “It’s one thing I don’t worry about,” I said. “You ought to.”

“I’ve had plenty to worry about one time or other. I’m through worrying.” “Well, I want to go to South America.” “Listen, Robert, going to another country doesn’t make any difference. I’ve tried all that. You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. There’s nothing to that.” “But you’ve never been to South America.”

“Nothing happens to me. I walked alone all one night and nothing happened except a bicycle cop stopped me and asked to see my papers.” “Wasn’t the town nice at night?” “I don’t care for Paris.”

Deep

He got the first idea out of a book, and I suppose the second came out of a book too.

shame you’re sick. We get on well. What’s the matter with you, anyway?” “I got hurt in the war,” I said. “Oh, that dirty war.”