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“I loved her and I loved no one else and we had a lovely magic time while we were alone. I worked well and we made great trips, and I thought we were invulnerable again, and it wasn't until we were out of the mountains in late spring, and back in Paris, that the other thing started again.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“That was the end of the first part of Paris. Paris was never to be the same again although it was always Paris and you changed as it changed. We never went back to the Vorarlberg and neither did the rich.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there.”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast