He was there, in the good place. He was in his home where he had made it.Ernest Hemingway
Nick looked at the burned-over stretch of hillside, where he had expected to find the scattered houses of the town and then walked down the railroad track to the bridge over the river.Ernest Hemingway
His muscles ached and the day was hot, but he felt sharp and fresh.Ernest Hemingway
He was happy. He felt he had left everything behind, the need for thinking, the need to write, other needs.Ernest Hemingway
It was a pleasant physical feeling. It made him feel very comfortable and satisfied to be heavy.Ernest Hemingway
Nick felt in control. He…had not been unhappy all day.Ernest Hemingway
Nick…had not wanted to leave. He had not felt the time passing.Ernest Hemingway
Nick slipped off his pack and lay down in the shade. He lay on his back and looked up into the pine trees.Ernest Hemingway
Nick sat against the trunk of a tree, where he could see the open meadow, speckled bright with butterflies and crickets in the sun.Ernest Hemingway
He sat there with the blanket wrapped around him and watched the day passing and the leaves, green against the sky, shivering in the wind.Ernest Hemingway