Sean Hemingway

Patrick Hemingway

Ernest Hemingway

Featuring a previously published author introduction, a personal foreword by his son and a new introduction by his grandson, a definitive edition of the lauded World War I classic collects all 39 of the Nobel Prize-winning author's alternate endings to offer new insights into his creative process. 25,000 first printing.

The Hemingway Library Edition

A Farewell to Arms

If people bring so much courage to this world the world has to kill them to break them, so of course it kills them. The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry. 

Lauri

Pavonini

I did not say anything. I was always embarrassed by the words sacred, glorious, and sacrifice and the expression in vain. We had heard them, sometimes standing in the rain almost out of earshot, so that only the shouted words came through, and had read them, on proclamations that were slapped up by billposters over other proclamations, now for a long time, and I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it. There were many words that you could not stand to hear and finally only the names of places had dignity. Certain numbers were the same way and certain dates and these with the names of the places were all you could say and have them mean anything. Abstract words such as glory, honour, courage, or hallow were obscene beside the concrete names of villages, the numbers of roads the names of rivers, the numbers of regiments and the dates.

I think you do not know anything about being conquered and so you think it is not bad.

Now you see. Underneath we are the same. We are war brothers.

      "I'll love you in the rain and in the snow and in the hail and-- what else is there?"

      "I don't know. I guess I'm sleepy."

I'm afraid of the rain because sometimes I see me dead in it... And sometimes I see you dead in it.

...life isn't hard to manage when you've nothing to lose.

We won't talk about losing. There is enough talk about losing. What has been done this summer cannot have been done in vain.

"...Darling, why don't you let your hair grow?"

"No, let it grow a little longer and I could cut mine and we'd be just alike only one of us blonde and one of us dark... Then we'd both be alike. Oh, darling, I want you so much I want to be you too."

I was always embarrassed by the words sacred, glorious, and sacrifice and the expression in vain. We had heard them, sometimes standing in the rain almost out of earshot, so that only the shouted words came through, and had read them, on proclamations that were slapped up by billposters over other proclamations, now for a long time, and I had seen nothing sacred, and the things that were glorious had no glory and the sacrifices were like the stockyards at Chicago if nothing was done with the meat except to bury it. There were many words that you could not stand to hear and finally only the names of places had dignity. Certain numbers were the same way and certain dates and these with the names of the places were all you could say and have them mean anything. Abstract words such as glory, honor, courage, or hallow were obscene beside the concrete names of villages, the numbers of roads, the names of rivers, the numbers of regiments and the dates. 

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