Ernest Hemingway (1899-1961), born in Oak Park, Illinois, started his career as a writer in a newspaper office in Kansas
City at the age of seventeen. After the United States entered the First World War, he joined a volunteer ambulance unit in
the Italian army. Serving at the front, he was wounded, was decorated by the Italian Government, and spent considerable
time in hospitals. After his return to the United States, he became a reporter for Canadian and American newspapers and
was soon sent back to Europe to cover such events as the Greek Revolution.
During the twenties, Hemingway became a member of the group of expatriate Americans in Paris, which he described in his
first important work, The Sun Also Rises (1926). Equally successful was A Farewell to Arms (1929), the study of an American
ambulance officer's disillusionment in the war and his role as a deserter. Hemingway used his experiences as a reporter
during the civil war in Spain as the background for his most ambitious novel, For Whom the Bell Tolls (1940). Among his
later works, the most outstanding is the short novel, The Old Man and the Sea (1952), the story of an old fisherman's
journey, his long and lonely struggle with a fish and the sea, and his victory in defeat.
Hemingway - himself a great sportsman - liked to portray soldiers, hunters, bullfighters - tough, at times primitive people
whose courage and honesty are set against the brutal ways of modern society, and who in this confrontation lose hope and
faith. His straightforward prose, his spare dialogue, and his predilection for understatement are particularly effective in
his short stories, some of which are collected in Men Without Women (1927) and The Fifth Column and the First Forty-Nine
Stories (1938).
Ernest Hemingway died on July 2, 1961.
Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
All things truly wicked start from innocence.
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?
Today is only one day in all the days that will ever be. But what will happen in all the other days
that ever come can depend on what you do today.
Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut.
I drink to make other people more interesting.
Write drunk; edit sober.
All thinking men are atheists.
When people talk, listen completely. Most people never listen.
Never confuse movement with action.
An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.
The hard part about writing a novel is finishing it.
In order to write about life first you must live it.
When you start to live outside yourself, it's all dangerous.
Intelligence is so damn rare and the people who have it often have such a bad time
with it that they get bitter or propagandistic and then it's not much use.
Death is like an old whore in a bar--I'll buy her a drink but I won't go upstairs with her.
Wine is the most civilized thing in the world.
Being against evil doesn't make you good.
Life isn't hard to manage when you've nothing to lose.