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But people do. They love each other and they misunderstand on purpose and they fight and then suddenly they aren't the same one.
— Ernest Hemingway
Everybody had his arms on everybody else's shoulders, and they were all singing. Mike was sitting at the table with several men in their shirt-sleeves, eating from a bowl of tuna fish, chopped onions and vinegar. They were all drinking wine and mopping up the oil and vinegar with pieces of bread. "Hello, Jake. Hello!" Mike called. "Come here. I want you to meet my friends. We are all having an hors d'œuvre.
— Ernest Hemingway
Then they were together so that as the hand on the watch moved, unseen now, they knew that nothing could ever happen to the one that did not happen to the other, that no other thing could happen more than this; that this was all and always; this was what had been and now and whatever was to come. This, that they were not to have, they were having.
— Ernest Hemingway
That was called transplanting yourself, I thought, and it could be as necessary with people as with other sorts of growing things.
— Ernest Hemingway
I put my arm around her and felt our hearts beating through our sweaters and I brought my right hand up and felt her neck smooth and the hair thick against it under my fingers that were shaking.
— Ernest Hemingway
I can't say how every time I ever put my arms around you I felt that I was home.
— Ernest Hemingway
When you have two people who love each other, are happy and gay and really good work is being done by one or both of them, people are drawn to them as surely as migrating birds are drawn at night to a powerful beacon.
— Ernest Hemingway
They are good, he said. They play and make jokes and love one another. They are our brothers like the flying fish.
— Ernest Hemingway
You're feeling it now, fish, he said. And so, God knows, am I.
— Ernest Hemingway
May the Lord watch between thee and me while we are absent the one from the other.
— Ernest Hemingway
Oh, I love you so. Please put your hand there again. It's not been away. I turned her so I could see her face when I kissed her and I saw that her eyes were shut. I kissed both her shut eyes. I thought she was probably a little crazy. It was all right if she was. I did not care what I was getting into.
— Ernest Hemingway
The three of us sat at the table, and it seemed as though about six people were missing.
— Ernest Hemingway