Quotes from Ernest Hemingway's The Old Man and the Sea and Notes

One Lesson You Learn Reading Ernest Hemingway’s The Old Man and the Sea

I like to describe The Old Man and the Sea as Ernest Hemingway’s Moby Dick. After all, it’s about an old man going after a giant fish. Am I right?

The first time I read it, I was in my early twenties. I didn’t like it much. The second time I read it, I was in my early thirties. I liked it a little better that time even though reading it was a little like eating sauceless boiled spaghetti – as is.

But there’s this one killer paragraph that I keep coming back to. This paragraph makes the whole novel worth reading. It will sneak inside your soul and slowly, very slowly, change you.

Actually, I opened the book today looking for this paragraph that I’m telling you about. It was like I needed to read it.

The paragraph says:

You are killing me, fish, the old man thought. But you have a right to. Never have I seen a greater, or more beautiful, or a calmer or more noble thing than you, brother. Come on and kill me. I do not care who kills who.

– Ernest Hemingway, The Old Man and the Sea

What do we learn from this?
Well, let me put it this way and motivate you as I simultaneously motivate myself:

Go after what you want.
Go after something big, something beautiful, something noble.
Go after it with all you have – mind, body, and spirit.
Do everything in your power.
And then, do everything in your power again.
Risk everything.
Do it.
When you inhale, it’s this dream that fills your lungs.
Do it.
It doesn’t matter if you come out of it a winner.
If you give it all you got, if you really give it all you got,
it’s all that matters.

As you chase your dreams, it’s okay to say, “You are killing me, fish.”
Because, like Charles Bukowski once put it, “Find what you love, and let it kill you.”
And as Samuel Beckett once put it, “Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.”

January 22, 2024: On Over-Motivation

Motivation overdose is as hindering as sloth. The fetters of over-motivation are made of the same material as the ones used to make the fetters of idleness. Only the former is much more attractively designed than the latter.

Of course, it’s simply an excess or lack of motivation that I’m dealing with here — too full to work versus too hungry to work.

The idle man is one “motivation” (push) away from becoming productive. The overly motivated man has been pushed so hard that he finds himself outside of Earth’s stratosphere. The overly motivated man, so that he becomes productive again, needs to decrease the amount of burning motivation in him one way or the other.

Like a man who has thrown too many logs into the campfire, the whole forest is at risk now.

I’ve been experiencing over-motivation more frequently since the start of the year, and it’s becoming very frustrating. To solve this, I’ve been trying to channel this overabundance of energy into creative activities, such as writing poems, reading difficult books, and composing songs. But even this isn’t enough most of the time. My mind is like a hungry frog’s tongue, catching one flying idea after another and putting them inside me even though I’m full. How can I deal with this? It may feel amazing, but the end result is disappointing. Eating so that you have available calories during exercise is one thing, but eating until you explode is another.

I wake up with a list of self-improvement action items I’d like to complete during the day. I really want to do them, but I end up doing almost nothing about them. Why? Too much motivation.

Over-motivation is deadly; it can even impede the attainment of ordinary goals. You become so motivated that it becomes impossible to sit down (or go out) and get to work. You want to do everything at once; however, since that is impossible, you end up doing nothing instead. It’s an “all or nothing” kind of feeling. And it’s bad.

The energy flows in your veins like abounding electricity generated by vast amounts of fossil fuel. You may even feel like a nuclear power plant. But the electricity you are generating is going to waste. Your mind is flooded with ideas, plans, and objectives that seem so achievable, within a hand’s reach. But these achievable objectives are like mirages in deserts. The overdose of motivation makes you run towards the oasis, but when you get there, there’s nothing but hot sand colored by the blazing sun.

Cohiba Maduro 5 Genios paired with Lagavulin 16

Have a Cigar: Cohiba Maduro 5 Genios

Name: Cohiba Maduro 5 Genios

Country: Cuba

Shape: Parejo

Size: Robusto Extra (5 1/2 inches x 52)

Strength: Medium to Full

When you can celebrate,
celebrate.

What can I say?

This life is for rent.
It will be over
sooner than you’d like.
So don’t waste it on stupid things,
and don’t work too hard.
You cannot buy eternity
no matter how rich you are.

I’m not sure what it cost us
to be born.
But we must have paid a high price
to rent our lives.
So make the best of it.
Time isn’t cheap. And
if you can celebrate,
celebrate.

What more can I say?

When your time is up, it is up.
You just drop.
You won’t get that five more minutes to say
I love you or goodbye.

That’s what I learned from dad.
I was at work when I got the call.
It was already
game over. Adios.
Bye-bye, daddio.

What can I say?

I miss the man.
We could have had more beers together.
We could have talked more,
hugged more,
celebrated more.

But he’s gone now.
So, game over. Adios.

You never get to say goodbye.

Never mind.
Never mind.

When you can celebrate,
celebrate.
Don’t wait for occasions.
Don’t try to make things perfect,
it’s a waste of time.

A good smoke, a good drink,
and a few good memories
are all you need.

Yeah, I have many good memories
and tonight I celebrate with them.

Cheers, dad.