Great Throughts Treasury

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Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.

Hell | Life | Life | Think |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

I've seen you, beauty, and you belong to me now, whoever you are waiting for and if I never see you again, I thought. You belong to me and all Paris belongs to me and I belong to this notebook and this pencil.

Destroy | Enough | Good | Government | Life | Life | Order | Patriotism | Wishes | Government |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

The great artist when he comes, uses everything that has been discovered or known about his art up to that point, being able to accept or reject in a time so short it seems that the knowledge was born with him, rather than that he takes instantly what it takes the ordinary man a lifetime to know, and then the great artist goes beyond what has been done or known and makes something of his own.

Enough | Good | Life | Life |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

So if your life trades seventy years for seventy hours I have that value now and I am lucky enough to know it. And if there is not any such thing as a long time, nor the rest of your lives, nor from now on, but there is only now, why then now is the thing to praise and I am very happy with it.

Death | Good | Life | Life |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

I thought that all generations were lost by something and always had been and always would be

Ability | Good | Knowledge | Life | Life | Money | Nothing | Price | Reward | Thought | Work | World | Thought |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

In the early morning on the lake sitting in the stern of the boat with his father rowing, he felt quite sure that he would never die.

Life | Life | Order |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

I thought I paid for everything. Not like women, pay and pay and pay. There is not a reward or punishment. Just exchange of values. Something comparable to, and in return you get something else. Or work for the sake of something. Anyway after all, at least partially good pay. Much of what I was paying, like me, and I had a good time. You pay either the knowledge or experience, or risk, or money. Enjoy life is nothing like the ability to get something equivalent expended money and realize it. And to get the full price for your money you can. Our world - a solid company. Excellent as a theory. In five years, I thought, it seems to me the same stupid, like all my other superior theory.

Good | Joy | Life | Life | Money | Order | Reward | Thought | Work | World | Worth | Learn | Thought |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

I wonder what your idea of heaven would be — A beautiful vacuum filled with wealthy monogamists. All powerful and members of the best families all drinking themselves to death. And hell would probably an ugly vacuum full of poor polygamists unable to obtain booze or with chronic stomach disorders that they called secret sorrows.

Choice | Man | People | Strength | Old |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

The rich were dull and they drank too much or they played too much backgammon. They were dull and they were repetitious. He remembered poor Julian and his romantic awe of them and how he had started a story once that began, "The very rich are different from you and me." And how someone had said to Julian, "Yes, they have more money."

Hell | Life | Life | Reason | Suicide |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

Nobody knows what's in him until he tries to pull it out. If there's nothing, or very little, the shock can kill a man.

Life | Life |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

So now do not worry, take what you have, and do your work and you will have a long life and a very merry one.

Enough | Happy | Life | Life | Praise | Rest | Value |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

We all take a beating every day, you know, one way or another.

Life | Life | War | Worry |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

None of it was important now. The wind blew it out of his head.

Life | Life |

Ernest Hemingway, fully Ernest Miller Hemingway

When I have an idea, I turn down the flame, as if it were a little alcohol stove, as low as it will go. Then it explodes and that is my idea.

Better | Good |

E. F. Schumacher, fully Ernst Friedrich "Fritz" Schumacher

Before we can talk about giving aid, we must have something to give. We do not have thousands of poverty-stricken villages in our country; so what do we know about effective methods of self-help in such circumstances?

Doubt | Education | Little | Mankind | Mortal |

E. F. Schumacher, fully Ernst Friedrich "Fritz" Schumacher

To mention these things, no doubt, means laying oneself open to the charge of being against science, technology, and progress. Let me therefore, in conclusion, add a few words about future scientific research. Man cannot live without science and technology any more than he can live against nature.

Better | Experience | Nothing | Problems | Question | Technology | World |

Ernst Haeckel, full name Ernst Heinrich Phillip August Haeckel

These two branches of our science--on the one side ontogeny or embryology, and on the other phylogeny, or the science of race-evolution--are most vitally connected. The one cannot be understood without the other.

Life | Life | Little | Value |

Che Guevara, fully Ernesto “Che” Guevara

Along the way, I had the opportunity to pass through the dominions of the United Fruit, convincing me once again of just how terrible these capitalist octopuses are. I have sworn before a picture of the old and mourned comrade Stalin that I won't rest until I see these capitalist octopuses annihilated.

Circumstances | Famous | Father | Hunger | Important | Time | Loss | Child |

Che Guevara, fully Ernesto “Che” Guevara

And yet every so often, the heart of America, shuddering with indignation, sends a nervous spasm through the gentle back of the Andes, and tumultuous shock waves assault the surface of the land. Three times the cuppola of proud Santo Domingo has collapsed from on high to the rhythm of broken bones and its worn walls have opened and fallen too. But the foundations they rest on are unmoved, the great blocks of the Temple of the Sun exhibit their gray stone indifferently; however colossal the disaster befalling its oppressor, not one of its huge rocks shifts from its place.

Life | Life | Man | Property | Worth |