"When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me."
— A Farewell to Arms, Ernest Hemingway (via softwhisper)
(via teachingliteracy)
The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock on the door.
Ernest Hemingway’s famous 6-word story:
For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
Margaret Atwood’s 6-word story:
Longed for him. Got him. Shit.
Alan Moore’s 6-word story:
Machine. Unexpectedly, I’d invented a time
“The Dinosaur” by Augusto Monterroso:
Cuando despertó, el dinosaurio todavía estaba allí.
(“When he awoke, the dinosaur was still there.”)
“Untitled Hardboiled Pulp No. 7″ by Duane Swierczynski:
After all these years, grandma still had a face that could take a punch.
“Aphorism #20″ by Franz Kafka:
Leopards break into the temple and drink all the sacrificial vessels dry; it keeps happening; in the end, it can be calculated in advance and is incorporated into the ritual.
“Spring Spleen” by Lydia Davis:
I am happy the leaves are growing large so quickly. Soon they will hide the neighbour and her screaming child.
“siseneG” by Arthur C. Clarke:
And God said: DELETE lines One to Aleph. LOAD. RUN. And the universe ceased to exist.
Then he pondered for a few aeons, sighed, and added: ERASE. It had never existed.
All of these are full of win.
(via elephant-potholders)
"But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight."
— Ernest Hemingway (via lasestrellas)
"Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know."
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Ernest Hemingway (via thecatwhisperer)
Oh Papa, you knew.
"It was simply the pleasure of discovering what we each felt."
— Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via wearebasiclight)
(Source: leopoldgursky, via lexluthr)
