The Sun Also Rises

by: Ernest Hemingway

Chapter XV

1

Romero listened very seriously. Then he turned to me. He was the best looking boy I have ever seen.

2

Romero had the old thing, the holding of his purity of line through the maximization of exposure, while he dominated the bull by making him realize he was unattainable, while he prepared him for the killing.

3

“These bull-fights are hell on one,” Brett said. “I’m as limp as a rag.”