Ernest Hemingway

All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs.Not my fault.

All right. Have it your own way. Road to hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs.Not my fault.

I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight.

I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight.

As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary

As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary

I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you read more

I know only that what is moral is what you feel good after and what is immoral is what you feel bad after.

Raising teenagers is like nailing Jell-o to a tree

Raising teenagers is like nailing Jell-o to a tree