there will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. but i tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow. ~~~ ernest hemingway, for whom the bell tolls ~~~ the wind was chilly and had a bite in it. it blew across his face, glancing off the planes and ridges of his lean visage as he ran. he was wearing a pair…
