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.
To lose a friend is the greatest of all losses.
The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.
There are few things in which we deceive ourselves more than in the esteem we profess to entertain for our firends. It is little better than a piece of quackery. The truth is, we think of them as we please, that is, as they please or displease us.
In the Friend-place nothing true can be said. Let Me Just Be Here.
Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.
They might not need me; but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.
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