The Sun Also Rises

by: Ernest Hemingway

Chapters I–II


I watched him walk back to the café holding his paper. I rather liked him and evidently she led him quite a life.


“I can't stand it to think my life is going so fast and I'm not really living it.” “Nobody ever lives their life all the way up except bull-fighters.”


I have a rotten habit of picturing the bedroom scenes of my friends.