Ernest Hemingway

The Sun Also Rises

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    She turned to Frances, sitting smiling, her hands folded, her head poised on her long neck, her lips pursed ready to start talking again.

    “No, I don’t like Paris. It’s expensive and dirty.”
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    “I must bathe,” said Brett. “Walk up to the hotel with me, Jake. Be a good chap.”

    “We have got the loveliest hotel,” Mike said. “I think it’s a brothel!”
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    Well,” said Bill. “You can’t blame him such a hell of a lot.
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    What are these outbursts of affection, Michael?”
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    Brett came over with her wrap on.
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    Damn good drummer
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    She was smoking a cigarette and flicking the ashes on the rug.
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    He’s got thousands of acres of them.”
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    I went to the door and there was the count.
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    It’s the way I’m made.
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    That seemed to handle it. That was it. Send a girl off with one man. Introduce her to another to go off with him. Now go and bring her back. And sign the wire with love. That was it all right. I went in to lunch.
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    Breeding be damned. Who has any breeding, anyway, except the bulls? Aren’t the bulls lovely? Don’t you like them, Bill? Why don’t you say something, Robert? Don’t sit there looking like a bloody funeral. What if Brett did sleep with you? She’s slept with lots of better people than you.”
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    You drink yourself to death. You become obsessed by sex. You spend all your time talking, not working. You are an expatriate, see? You hang around cafės.”
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    Caffeine puts a man on her horse and a woman in his grave.
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    “This wine is too good for toast-drinking, my dear. You don’t want to mix emotions up with a wine like that. You lose the taste.”
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    . It is awfully easy to be hard-boiled about everything in the daytime, but at night it is another thing.
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    “It’s funny,” I said. “It’s very funny. And it’s a lot of fun, too, to be in love.”
    “Do you think so?” her eyes looked flat again.
    “I don’t mean fun that way. In a way it’s an enjoyable feeling.”
    “No,” she said. “I think it’s hell on earth.”
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    “We’d better keep away from each other.”
    “But, darling, I have to see you. It isn’t all that you know.”
    “No, but it always gets to be.”
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    “Listen, Robert, going to another country doesn’t make any difference. I’ve tried all that. You can’t get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. There’s nothing to that.”
    “But you’ve never been to South America.”
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    “Do you know that in about thirty-five years more we’ll be dead?”
    “What the hell, Robert,” I said. “What the hell.”
    “I’m serious.”
    “It’s one thing I don’t worry about,” I said.
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