For luck you carried a horse chestnut and a rabbit’s foot in your right pocket. The fur had been worn off the rabbit’s foot long ago and the bones and the sinews were polished by the wear. The claws scratched in the lining of your pocket and you knew your luck was still there. Ernest Hemingway
Cities were always like people, showing their varying personalities to the traveler. Depending on the city and on the traveler, there might begin a mutual love, or dislike, friendship, or enmity. Where one city will rise a certain individual to glory, it will destroy another...
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Roman Payne
What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters.
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Charles Baudelaire
Supermarkets this large and clean and modern are a revelation to me. I spent my life in small steamy delicatessens with slanted display cabinets full of trays that hold soft wet lumpy matter in pale colours. High enough cabinets so you had to stand on...
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Don DeLillo
Look at us. We build giant highways and murderously fast cars for killing each other and committing suicide. Instead of bomb shelters we construct gigantic frail glass buildings all over Manhattan at Ground Zero, a thousand feet high, open to the sky, life a woman...
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Herman Wouk
To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that invisible soul pervading reality. To hear another soul and to...
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Dejan Stojanovic
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.
