— Ernest Hemingway
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— Ernest Hemingway
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“The world breaks everyone and afterward many are strong in the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry.”
A Farewell to Arms by Ernest Hemingway
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— The Sun Also Rises, Ernest Hemingway
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He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and of the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on. He urinated outside the shack and then went up the road to wake the boy. He was shivering with the morning cold. But he knew he would shiver himself warm and that soon he would be rowing.
- Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea.
Why they dance and have a happy ending in SILVER LININGS PLAYBOOK…

“I mean the whole time — let me just break it down for you — the whole time you’re rooting for this Hemingway guy to survive the war and to be with the woman that he loves, Catherine Barkley, And he does. He does. He survives the war, after getting blown up he survives it, and he escapes to Switzerland with Catherine.
But now Catherine’s pregnant. Isn’t that wonderful? She’s pregnant. And they escape up into the mountains and they’re gonna be happy, and they’re gonna be drinking wine and they dance — they both like to dance with each other, there’s scenes of them dancing, which was boring, but I liked it, because they were happy. You think he ends it there?
No! He writes another ending. She dies, Dad.
I mean, the world’s hard enough as it is, guys. It’s fucking hard enough as it is. Can’t somebody say, “Hey, let’s be positive? Let’s have a good ending to the story?”
That Hemingway…

You think he will go back and read Hemingway again, now?

— Ernest HemingwayThe Sun Also Rises
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Today is the birthday of Ernest Hemingway, born in Oak Park, Illinois in 1899. He started his writing life as a journalist, but when he was in Paris after World War I, working as a foreign correspondent for the Toronto Star, he was encouraged to take a more literary turn by other American writers like Scott Fitzgerald, Ezra Pound, and Gertrude Stein. His first collection of short stories, In Our Time, was published in 1925.

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Both U.S. presidential candidates of 2008, Obama and McCain, cited Hemingway’s For Whom the Bell Tolls as one of their favorite books. It’s about an American teacher, Robert Jordan, who volunteers to go fight in the Spanish Civil War and, after being wounded in battle, contemplates shooting himself to end the pain. But when the enemy comes into sight, Jordan delays their approach so that his own comrades can escape to safety and then dies.
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Ernest Hemingway

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July 2, 1961 a despondent, scarred and scared Ernest Hemingway committed suicide at age 61.
There have been five suicides in the Hemingway family over four generations — Hemingway’s father, Clarence; siblings Ursula, Leicester and Ernest; granddaughter Margaux.
LIFE’s Alfred Eisensstaedt went to Cuba to photograph Hemingway for the September 1952 issue, he encountered not a gracious (if perhaps prickly) fellow artist and man of letters, but a thoroughly disagreeable, paranoid, gin-sodden lunatic.
Incredibly, one of Hemingway’s most highly regarded novels, the short masterpiece, The Old Man and the Sea, was first published, in its entirety, in a single issue of LIFE magazine in September 1952.
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— Ernest Hemingway

Ernest Hemingway committed suicide 50 years ago today.
He had found writing increasingly difficult and questioned living if he could not write.
He was also in pain from injuries he’d suffered during a safari in Africa. He had left his home in Cuba in 1960, after Fidel Castro’s regime forced him out, and had settled in Ketchum, Idaho. He was increasingly anxious and depressed.
He shot himself in the head with a 12-gauge shotgun.