“Often a man wishes to be alone and a girl wishes to be alone too and if they love each other they are jealous of that in each other, but I can truly say we never felt that. We could feel alone when we were together, alone against the others … But we were never lonely and never afraid when we were together. I know that the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started. But with Catherine there was almost no difference in the night except that it was an even better time.”
-Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms
I'm going to spend my weekend hunting down and rereading my copy of A Moveable Feast in honor of Mr. Hemingway's birthday. I love reading about the "Lost Generation" of writers and artists (Fitzgerald and Eliot, in particular) and all of their adventures in Paris during the 20s.
Hope your weekend is wonderful, friends! XO