I am no book larnt man, but there is few who can beat me swapping horses or guessing at the weight of a bar. I have come here beca...use my people voted for me, knowing I was a honest man and could make as good whiskey and apple brandy at my still as any man.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war, How to divide the conquest of thy sight;... Mine eye my heart thy picture's sight would bar, My heart mine eye the freedom of that right.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Pop" Wyman ruled here with a firm but gentle hand; no drunken man was ever served at the bar; no married man was allowed to play ...at the tables; across the face of the large clock was written "Please Don't Swear," and over the orchestra appeared the gentle admonition, "Don't Shoot the Pianist--He's Doing His Damndest."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Hemingway is terribly limited. His technique is good for short stories, for people who meet once in a bar very late at night, but ...do not enter into relations. But not for the novel.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This surface good-nature which captivates a new acquaintance and is no bar to treachery, which knows no scruple and is never at fa...ult for an excuse, which makes an outcry at the wound which it condones, is one of the most distinctive features of the journalist. This camaraderie (the word is a stroke of genius) corrodes the noblest minds; it eats into their pride like rust, kills the germ of great deeds, and lends a sanction to moral cowardice.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Personally, I can't see why it would be any less romantic to find a husband in a nice four-color catalogue than in the average dow...ntown bar at happy hour.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
O City city, I can sometimes hear Beside a public bar in Lower Thames Street,... The pleasant whining of a mandolin And a clatter and a chatter from within Where fishmen lounge at noon.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I walked by the Union Square Bar, I was gonna go in. And I saw myself, my reflection in the window. And I thought, "I wonder who t...hat bum is." And then I saw it was me. Now look at me, I'm a bum. Look at me. Look at you. You're a bum.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am of course confident that I will fulfil my tasks as a writer in all circumstances--from my grave even more successfully and mo...re irrefutably than in my lifetime. No one can bar the road to truth, and to advance its cause I am prepared to accept even death. But may it be that repeated lessons will finally teach us not to stop the writer's pen during his lifetime? At no time has this ennobled our history.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This ferry was as busy as a beaver dam, and all the world seemed anxious to get across the Merrimack River at this particular poin...t, waiting to get set over,--children with their two cents done up in paper, jail-birds broke lose and constable with warrant, travelers from distant lands to distant lands, men and women to whom the Merrimack River was a bar.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »