Author: Ernest Hemingway
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But I try not to borrow. First you borrow. Then you beg.”
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“Age is my alarm clock,” the old man said. “Why do old men wake so early? Is it to have one longer day?”
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For a long time now eating had bored him and he never carried a lunch.
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He fitted the rope lashings of the oars onto the thole pins and, leaning forward against the thrust of the blades in the water, he began to row out of the harbour in the dark.
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He always thought of the sea as la mar which is what people call her in Spanish when they love her.
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Some of the younger fishermen, those who used buoys as floats for their lines and had motorboats, bought [29] when the shark livers had brought much money, spoke of her as el mar which is masculine.
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Most people are heartless about turtles because a turtle’s heart will beat for hours after he has been cut up and butchered.
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No one should be alone in their old age, he thought. But it is unavoidable.
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Perhaps it was a sin to kill the fish. I suppose it was even though I did it to keep me alive and feed many people. But then everything is a sin. Do not think about sin. It is much too late for that and there are people who are paid to do it. Let them think about it. You were born to be a fisherman as the fish was born to be a fish.
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You killed him for pride and because you are a fisherman. You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more?
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“Don’t be silly,” he said aloud. “And keep awake and steer. You may have much luck yet.” “I’d like to buy some if there’s any place they sell it,” he said. What could I buy it with? he asked himself. Could I buy it with a lost harpoon and a broken knife and two bad hands?