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His choice had been to stay in the deep dark water far out beyond all snares and traps and treacheries. My choice was to go there to find him beyond all people. Beyond all people in the world. Now we are joined together and have been since noon. And no one to help either one of us.
— Ernest Hemingway
Now, feel. I am thee and thou art me and all of one is the other. And feel now. Thou hast no heart but mine.
— Ernest Hemingway
During the night two porpoises came around the boat and he could hear them rolling and blowing. He could tell the difference between the blowing noise the male made and the sighing blow of the female. 'They are good,' he said. 'They play and make jokes and love one another. They are our brothers like the flying fish.
— Ernest Hemingway
When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me.
— Ernest Hemingway
Did I know him? Did I love him? You ask me that? I knew him like you know nobody in the world, and I loved him like you love God.
— Ernest Hemingway
We ate well and cheaply and we drank well and cheaply and we slept well and warm together and loved each other.
— Ernest Hemingway
Then too you are in love. Do not forget that is a religious feeling.
— Ernest Hemingway
And we'll never love anyone else but each other.
— Ernest Hemingway
She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after everyone else's eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things.
— Ernest Hemingway
But when we sit together, close, said Bernard, we melt into each other with phrases.
— Ernest Hemingway
He was completely integrated now and he took a good long look at everything. Then he looked up at the sky. There were big white clouds in it. He touched the palm of his hand against the pine needles where he lay and he touched the bark of the pine trunk that he lay behind.
— Ernest Hemingway
In the snowstorm you came close to wild animals and they were not afraid. They travelled across country not knowing where they were and the deer stood sometimes in the lee of the cabin. In a snowstorm you rode up to a moose and he mistook your horse for another moose and trotted forward to meet you. In a snowstorm it always seemed, for a time, as though there were no enemies.
— Ernest Hemingway