Sumati Dhingra

“They won’t get us,” I said. “Because you’re too brave. Nothing ever happens to the brave.”

“They die of course.”

“But only once.”

“I don’t know. Who said that?”

“The coward dies a thousand deaths, the brave but one?”

“Of course. Who said it?”

“I don’t know.”

“He was probably a coward,” she said. “He knew a great deal about cowards but nothing about the brave. The brave dies perhaps two thousand deaths if he’s intelligent. He simply doesn’t mention them.”

“I don’t know. It’s hard to see inside the head of the brave.”

“Yes. That’s how they keep that way.”

“You’re an authority.”

“You’re right, darling. That was deserved.”

“You’re brave.”

“No,” she said. “But I would like to be.”
― Earnest Hemingway

“There isn't any me. I'm you. Don't make up a separate me.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms

“Bed is my friend.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

“I don’t know. There isn’t always an explanation for everything.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises