Ernest Hemingway
A Moveable Feast
Scribner's, New York, 1964
Wikipedia: A Moveable Feast is a 1964 memoir and belles-lettres by American author Ernest Hemingway
about his years as a struggling expat journalist and writer in Paris during the 1920s. It was published
posthumously by his wife Mary Hemingway. The book details Hemingway's first marriage to Hadley
Richardson and his associations with other cultural figures of the Lost Generation in Interwar France.
The memoir consists of various personal accounts by Hemingway and involves many notable figures
of the time, such as Sylvia Beach, Hilaire Belloc, Bror von Blixen-Finecke, Aleister Crowley, John Dos
Passos, F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, Ford Madox Ford, James Joyce, Wyndham Lewis, Pascin, Ezra Pound, Evan Shipman,
Gertrude Stein, Alice B. Toklas, and Hermann von Wedderkop. The work also refers to the addresses of specific
locations such as bars, cafés, and hotels, many of which can still be found in Paris today.
Hemingway's encounter with Aleister Crowley (1964 edition, pp. 79-80)
A great friend of mine who rarely came to the Lilas came over to the table
and sat down, and just then as my friend was ordering a drink from Emile
the gaunt man in the cape with the tall woman passed us on the sidewalk.
His glance drifted towards the table and then away.'That's Hilaire Belloc,'
I said to my friend. 'Ford was here this afternoon and cut him dead.
"Don't be a silly ass,' my friend said. 'That's Aleister Crowley, the diabolist.
He's supposed to be the wickedest man in the world."Sorry," I said.
Hemingway's encounter with Aleister Crowley (2009 edition, p. 85)
A great friend of mine who rarely came to the Lilas came over to the table
and sat down, and just then as my friend was ordering a drink from Emile
the gaunt man in the cape with the tall woman passed us on the sidewalk.
His glance drifted towards the table and then away.'That's Hilaire Belloc,'
I said to my friend. 'Ford was here this afternoon and cut him dead.
"Don't be a silly ass,' my friend said. 'That's Aleister Crowley, the diabolist.
He's supposed to be the wickedest man in the world."Sorry," I said.
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