I distrust Great Men. They produce a desert of uniformity around them and often a pool of blood too, and I always feel a little man&#39;s pleasure when they come a cropper.

There're a lot of things you don't understand." Zachary smoldered his gaze at me. "I came looking for you, and then when I found out where you were, suddenly it didn't seem worth it. It wasn't you. It was everything and nothing. Life. Ma's death. Talking to anybody. Not worth it

I really wanted to pursue music, but all those other girls are doing it and it is annoying.

My life used to be full of everything. Now if you aren't with me I haven't a thing in the world.

Written By Ernest Hemingway

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