Willa Cather Quotes
Top 100 wise famous quotes and sayings by Willa Cather
Willa Cather Famous Quotes & Sayings
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The spark in his eye, which is one's very self, caught the spark in hers that was herself, and for a moment they looked into each other's natures.
The condition every art requires is, not so much freedom from restriction, as freedom from adulteration and from the intrusion of foreign matter.
Merely having seen the season change in a country gave one the sense of having been there for a long time.
In little towns, lives roll along so close to one another; loves and hates beat about, their wings almost touching.
Henry Colbert, the miller, always breakfasted with his wife
beyond that he appeared irregularly at the family table.
beyond that he appeared irregularly at the family table.
Father Latour began to tell them about his friendly relations with Protestants in Ohio, but they had not room in their minds for two ideas.
And that's what makes men happy, believing in the mystery and importance of their own individual lives.
She began to wonder whether she would not do better to finish her life alone. What was left of life seemed unimportant.
Personal hatred and family affection are not incompatible; they often flourish and grow strong together.
You feel that, properly, Alexandra's house is the big-out-of-doors, and that it is in the soil that she expresses herself.
-O Pioneers
-O Pioneers
What was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mold in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself.
People have to snatch at happiness when they can, in this world. It is always easier to lose than to find.
Pittsburgh was even more vital, more creative, more hungry for culture than New York. Pittsburgh was the birthplace of my writing.
Don't love it so well, Clark, or it may be taken from you. Oh, dear boy, pray that whatever your sacrifice may be, it be not that.
No nation has ever produced great art that has not made a high art of cookery, because art appeals primarily to the senses.
You might tell me next week, Miller, what you think science has done for us, besides making us very comfortable." As
Her rapid footsteps shook her own floors, and she routed lassitude and indifference wherever she came.
prayed for the poor and destitute in great cities, where the struggle for life was harder than it was here with us.
One January day, thirty years ago, the little town of Hanover, anchored on a windy Nebraska tableland, was trying not to be blown away.
It's by understanding me, and the boys, and mother, that you have helped me. I expect that is the only way one person ever really can help another.
the miracle happened; one of those quiet moments that clutch the heart, and take more courage than the noisy, excited passages in life.
There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before.
Because he talked so little, his words had a peculiar force; they were not worn dull from constant use.
Lena slipped her silk sleeves into the jacket I held for her, smoothed it over her person, and buttoned it slowly.
Our tree became the talking tree of the fairy tale; legends and stories nestled like birds in its branches.
Old people, who have felt blows and toil and known the world's hard hand, need, even more than children do, a woman's tenderness.
This land was an enigma. It was like a horse that no one knows how to break to harness, that runs wild and kicks things to pieces.
Old men are like that, you know. It makes them feel important to think they are in love with somebody.
All Southern women wished of their menfolk was simply to be 'like Paris handsome and like Hector brave'.
I first met Myra Henshawe when I was fifteen, but I had known her about ever since I could remember anything at all.
The great fact was the land itself, which seemed to overwhelm the little beginnings of human society that struggled in its sombre wastes.
William Tavener never heeded ominous forecasts in the domestic horizon, and he never looked for a storm until it broke.
He knew he would always remember her, standing there with that expectant, forward-looking smile, enough to turn the future into summer.
A pioneer should have imagination, should be able to enjoy the idea of things more than the things themselves.
Doctrine is well enough for the wise, Jean; but the miracle is something we can hold in our hands and love.
Well, this I know: our best years are when we're working hardest and going right ahead when we can hardly see our way out.
Whatever is felt upon the page without being specifically named there - that, it seems to me, is created.
It was to him a very strange and perplexing place, where people wore fine clothes and had hard hearts.
We sat down and made a nest in the long red grass. Yulka curled up like a baby rabbit and played with a grasshopper
I had the sense of coming home to myself, and of having found out what a little circle man's experience is.