Hemingway lived the tales he wrote, his experiences inspired his narratives, and his stories enflamed his hunger for adventure. None of these adventures, whether immortalized in fiction or lived in truth, would have been the same without Hemingway’s passion for alcohol. ‘Sometimes I wish I’d went through those good times stone cold sober so I could remember everything,’ he once reflected, ‘but then again, if I had been sober, the times probably wouldn’t have been worth remembering.’
Hemingway managed to combine pioneering literary achievement (notably winning the Pulitzer Prize and the Nobel Prize in Literature) with an inexhaustible adventurous spirit, which earned him an equally impressive medical record and an unquenchable thirst. He was an intellectual titan, a decorated war hero, an indefatigable explorer—all of this whilst at least half-drunk.