ernest_hemingway – blackandwhiteandcolours

I know it, I’ve plenty to learn everywhere

You’ve plenty to learn there

But tell me, who was he?

You’re a cold one, aren’t you?

All of the sadness of the city came suddenly

I remember very well when we first met

No one drank anything stronger than champagne

Your pulse is normal and you haven’t any fever to the touch

You could make an honest effort to remember

Have you told him how serious it is?

Then it would start all over again

With bad painters all you need to do is not look at them

Those old wives’ remedies

I’ll paint you tomorrow in water colors

He must be a very great poet

Some days it went so well

It’s not the same thing

I thought then that it was worthless

One has an obligation to a vehicle

We need more true mystery in our lives