To have come on all this new world of writing, with time to read in a city like Paris where there was a way of living well and working, no matter how poor you were, was like having a great treasure given to you. You could take your treasure with you when you traveled too, and in the mountains where we lived in Switzerland and Italy, until we found Schruns in the high valley in the Vorarlberg in Austria, there were always the books, so that you lived in the new world you had found, the snow and the forests and the glaciers and their winter problems and your high shelter in the Hotel Taube in the village in the day time, and at night you could live in the other wonderful world the Russian writers were giving you. Ernest Hemingway
A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.
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David Mitchell
The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It starts so young, and I'm angry about that. The garbage we're taught. About love, about what's "romantic." Look at so many of the so-called romantic figures in books and movies. Do we ever stop and think how many of them would cause serious and...
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Deb Caletti
I do not think I ever opened a book in my life which had not something to say upon woman's inconstancy. Songs and proverbs, all talk of woman's fickleness. But perhaps you will say, these were all written by men."" Perhaps I shall. Yes, yes,...
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Jane Austen
Someone once wrote that a novel should deliver a series of small astonishments. I get the same thing spending an hour with you.
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E. Lockhart
More Quotes By Ernest Hemingway
The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.
Maybe...you'll fall in love with me all over again."" Hell, " I said, "I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?"" Yes. I want to ruin you."" Good, " I said. "That's what I want too.
Oh Jake, " Brett said, "We could have had such a damned good time together." Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly, pressing Brett against me. Yes, " I said. "Isn't it pretty to think...
I didn't want to kiss you goodbye – that was the trouble – I wanted to kiss you good night – and there's a lot of difference.
When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.
