“Survival, with honor, that outmoded and all-important word, is as difficult as ever and as all-important to a writer. Those who do not last are always more beloved since no one has to see them in their long, dull, unrelenting, no-quarter-given-and-no-quarter-received, fights that they make to do something as they believe it should be done before they die. Those who die or quit early and easy and with every good reason are preferred because they are understandable and human. Failure and well-disguised cowardice are more human and more beloved.”

—	Ernest Hemingway, via The Paris Review, The Art of Fiction No. 21 (1958) These particularly haunting words would become even more so three years later when Hemingway takes his own life, like his father before him.