“In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in the sun, and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels.”
More from Ernest Hemingway
“If two people love each other there can be no happy end to it.”
“You do things to my head. You do. I suppose that is quite clear.”
“I do not need to get used to your silence. I already know it. I quite possibly love all of…”
“'My heart's broken', he thought. 'If I feel this way my heart must be broken.'”