He liked the works of his friends, which is beautiful as loyalty but can be disastrous as judgement.
Interpretation
Loyalty to friends can be admirable, but it may cloud one's judgment.
Ernest Hemingway's quote highlights the fine balance between loyalty to friends and the necessity of objective judgment. While it is commendable to support and appreciate the work of friends, blind loyalty can lead to poor decision-making and evaluative shortcomings, as one may overlook flaws for the sake of camaraderie.
In practice
In a speech about teamwork, this quote can illustrate the importance of support paired with critical thinking.
He no longer dreamed of storms, nor of women, nor of great occurrences, nor of great fish, nor fights, nor contests of strength, nor of his wife. He only dreamed of places now and the lions on the beach. They played like young cats in the dusk and he loved them as he loved the boy. He never dreamed about the boy. He simply woke, looked out the open door at the moon and unrolled his trousers and put them on.
How did you go bankrupt?" Two ways. Gradually, then suddenly.
When you have shot one bird flying you have shot all birds flying. They are all different and they fly in different ways but the sensation is the same and the last one is as good as the first.
There is never any ending to Paris and the memory of each person who has lived in it differs from that of any other. We always returned to it no matter who we were or how it was changed or with what difficulties, or ease, it could be reached. Paris was always worth it and you received return for whatever you brought to it. But this is how Paris was in the early days when we were very poor and very happy.
Wine is the most civilized thing in the world.
There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.
Martin is your best friend, isn't he?' a sweet and well-intentioned girl once said when both of us were present: it was the only time I ever felt awkward about this precious idea, which seemed somehow to risk diminishment if it were uttered aloud.
Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.
How lovely life can be if one takes time to be friendly.
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends.
The better part of one's life consists of his friendships.
Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival.
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