“We laughed over it, and Hemingway punched me in the mouth.”
“I'll like you better if I punch you in the mouth.”
“there they laugh: they do not understand me; I am not the mouth for these ears.”
“And that's when he finally tells me his name is Ernest. I'm thinking of giving it away, though. Ernest is so dull, and Hemingway? Who wants a Hemingway?”
“Punch me.""Don't be absurd.""Come on, punch me, Barrons.""I'm not punching you.""I said, punch--OW!" He decked me.”
“...looking at him makes her feel like laughing all over - as if she could laugh not just with her mouth but with her eyes, her heart, her very limbs.”