The Sun Also Rises

by: Ernest Hemingway

Chapters XI–XII

Quotes Chapters XI–XII
You ought to be ironical the minute you get out of bed. You ought to wake up with your mouth full of pity.
Nobody that ever left their own country ever wrote anything worth printing. Not even in the newspapers.
Let no man be ashamed to kneel here in the great out-of-doors. Remember the woods were God’s first temples.