Ernest Hemingway penned The Old Man and the Sea here, and visitors can tour his nearby home.
The trip wasn't going to be all fun and games--at least not for the old man.
This was my crystalline link: the old man to Ilgauskas to Dostoevsky to Russia.
The old man turned off the wireless, and went on listening affectionately to his wife.
The old man and his son felt their faces, which were indeed a bit pockmarked.
The old man said that every family shall have one or two well educated children.
Beneath the old man's shirt was an illustration of a forest, something like a coloured tattoo.
He backed into the room, and the old man came up the three wooden steps.
Mr. HESTON (actor, Reading): I would like to take the great DiMaggio fishing, the old man said.
Tengo did not realize at first that the old man seated by the window was his father.
And I imagined the old man himself looking on with surprised pride and quietly refusing to undress.
I'm the old man, angry and resentful that his military doesn't want him because of his age.
The old man sighed, picked up his rifle, and went off to the forest to shoot something.
The old man had a bit of a temper, and of course you know about the father.
The book was The Old Man and the Sea, published first in a single issue of Life magazine.
The Old Man and the Sea is a local hangout and a delicious option for lunch or dinner.
It's not a happy situation, because Alfred, the old man, is spending quite a bit of time hallucinating.
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Why does the old man want to die and the young man so badly need to save him?
Charlton Heston again, and a section from The Old Man and the Sea.
The old man put his fingers on her wrists to feel her pulse and said her kidneys were weak.
Pushing himself up on his hands he turned his head and saw the old man coming down the ledge.
He sat by the packs and watched the old man climb the ledge.
At first, I thought it was Nnamabia, and then I thought it was the old man from his cell.
The old man lowered his arm and looked over at the smoking stove.
On the old man's pale, plump back was a painted library of books.
The old man, however, forgave him when he came crawling back: "We don't take everybody back who leaves, " he says.
The old man pointed to the seal and the man with the carbine studied it, turning it in his fingers.
By rights, the old man of the West End, like its set, should not have stood the test of time.
Perhaps the old man already knew that the British scientific community would react in much the same manner as the French.
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