Most exquisite lines I've read today! And I have indeed read quite a few!
"Harry, what are you saying? You're out of your head."
"No. I haven't any head to go out of."
Now, THAT'S what I call play with words...From "The Snows of Killimanjaro". Nicey nicey storey. And furthermore, I love this paragraph...Same shit, same wrapping:
"Now he would never write the things that he had saved to write until he knew enough to write them well. Well, he would not have to fail at trying to write them either. Maybe you could never wrute them, and that was why you put them off and delayed the starting. Well he would never know, now."
Ernest Hemingway is a genius of the kind you won't encounter regularly on your way through life. Cherish those rare moments. For you must remember; beauty is always in the eye of the beholder, meaning anyone capable of giving a truthful depiction of it.
Cheerio miss Sophie and salute, bon voyage, good-night.
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