The Greatest Race
“If a man is called to be a street-sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well, that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.”
– Dr Martin Luther King, Jr.
“Look across all sport and observe the truly great. All had this zest for combat, this taste for being truly tested (at the very highest level). All wished to explore the limits of their own possibilities.”
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The pizza can feed a family of four… or ONE starving writer munching on a carrot in his garret!
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I have read a few of Hemingway’s works and loved every single one of them. I read A Farewell to Arms almost seven years ago, and I remember liking it. So, I re-read this novel over the last week or so. The story of the novel focuses on Frederic Henry, an American volunteer in the Italian army during World War I, who falls in love with Catherine Barkley, an English Nurse during such turbulent times.
Frederic Henry is a volunteer in the Italian Ambulance Service. The story begins with descriptions of the area in Northern Italy where Henry is stationed. It sets a vivid picture in your head about how it looks like because of the well-written descriptions. Henry is getting along with his fellow soldiers, and in a way, the grim reality of war hasn’t hit them hard yet. One of his friends, Rinaldi, tells Henry about two English…
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Ernest Hemingway: Thoughts on the Writing Journey 
