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  • 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 every one 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.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Ernest Hemingway Quotes , Eye Quotes , Looks Quotes
  • The whiskey warmed his tongue and the back of his throat, but it did not change his ideas any, and suddenly, looking at himself in the mirror behind the bar, he knew that drinking was never going to do any good to him now. Whatever he had now he had, and it was from now on, and if he drank himself unconscious when he woke up it would be there.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Ernest Hemingway Quotes , Drinking Quotes , Mirrors Quotes
  • The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords. But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Ernest Hemingway Quotes , Cancer Quotes , Reflection Quotes