Hemingway: Have you ever made love to a truly great woman?
Gil: Actually my fiancée is pretty sexy.
Hemingway: And when you make love to her, you feel true and beautiful passion. And you, at least for that moment, lose your fear of death.
Gil: No. That doesn’t happen.
Hemingway: I believe that love that is true and real creates a respite from death. All cowardice comes from not loving or not loving well, which is the same thing. And when the man that is brave and true looks death squarely in the face like some rhino hunters I know, or Belmonte who is truly brave, it is because they love with sufficient passion to push death out of their minds. Until it returns as it does to all men. And then you must make really good love again. Think about it.
Coco: Papa don’t preach.
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