I wondered if the life that was right for one was ever right for two! — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose. — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
The world is little, people are little, human life is little. There is only one big thing — desire. — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young. — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Nothing mattered ... but writing books, and living the kind of life that made it possible to write them. — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Every morning the sun came up a red ball, quickly drank the dew, and started a quivering excitement in all living things.” — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“prayed for the poor and destitute in great cities, where the struggle for life was harder than it was here with us.” — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Montaigne says somewhere that in early youth the joy of life lies in the feet.” — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Life was so short that it meant nothing at all unless it were continually reinforced by something that endured; unless the shadows… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Nothing is far and nothing is near, if one desires. The world is little, people are little, human life is little. There… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“What was any art but a mold to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself- life hurrying… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half the… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Some people's lives are affected by what happens to their person or property, but for others fate is what happens to their… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“what was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining,… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Your vivid, exciting companionship in the office must not be your audience, you must find your own quiet center of life, and… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
I've seen it before. There are women who spread ruin through no fault of theirs, just by being too beautiful, too ful… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Yes, there would be a dirty way out of life, if one chose to take it. But she did not want to… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“My big rattler was old, and had led too easy a life; there was not much fight in him. He had probably… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
[Some] people really expect the passion of love to fill and gratify every need of life, whereas nature only intended that it… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Many people seem to think that art is a luxury to be imported and tacked on to life. Art springs out of… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“The stream and the broken pottery: what was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mould in which to… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“He came to be very glad that he had known her, and that she had had a hand in breaking him in… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
One realizes that human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
The "sayings" of a community, its proverbs, are its characteristic comment upon life; they imply its history, suggest its attitude toward the… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“...You know that my spells come from God, and that I would not harm any living creature. You believe that everyone should… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“One realizes that even in harmonious families there is this double life: the group life, which is the one we can observe… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Let people go on talking as they like, and we will go on living as we think best. — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“She began to wonder whether she would not do better to finish her life alone. What was left of life seemed unimportant.” — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Look at my papa here; he's been dead all these years, and yet he is more real to me than almost anybody… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“Isn’t it queer: there are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Yet the summer which was to change everything was coming nearer every day. When boys and girls are growing up, life can't… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
The world is always full of brilliant youth which fades into grey and embittered middle age: the first flowering takes everything. The… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“This was a fine life, certainly, but it wasn't the kind of life he had wanted to live. I wondered whether the… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
I was thinking, as I watched her, how little it mattered –about her teeth for instance. I know so many women who… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
Of all the bewildering things about a new country, the absence of human landmarks is one of the most depressing and disheartening. — Willa Cather Copy Share
Success is less interesting than struggle. There is great pleasure in the effort. — Willa Cather Copy Share
“I only knew the schoolbooks said he "died in the wilderness, of a broken heart." "More than him has done that," said Antonia sadly,… — Willa Cather Copy Share
"More than him has done that," said Antonia sadly, and the girls murmured assent. — Willa Cather Copy Share
Nothing mattered ... but writing books, and living the kind of life that made it possible to write them. — Willa Cather Copy Share
“Money and office and success are the consolations of impotence. Fortune turns kind to such solid people and lets them suck their bone in… — Willa Cather Copy Share
But she still had that something which fires the imagination, could still stop one's breath for a moment by a look or gesture that… — Willa Cather Copy Share
“You remember how homesick I used to get, and what long talks we used to have coming from school? We've someway always felt alike… — Willa Cather Copy Share
“He placed this book in my grandmother's hands, looked at her entreatingly, and said, with an earnestness which I shall never forget, "Te-e-ach, te-e-ach… — Willa Cather Copy Share
The sincerity of feeling that is possible between a writer and a reader is one of the finest things I know. — Willa Cather Copy Share
One realizes that human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half… — Willa Cather Copy Share
Our tree became the talking tree of the fairy tale; legends and stories nestled like birds in its branches. — Willa Cather Copy Share
“Isn’t it queer: there are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never… — Willa Cather Copy Share
![“[Some] people really expect the passion of love to fill and gratify every need of life, whereas nature only intended that it should meet one of many demands. They insist on making it stand for all the emotional pleasures of life and art; expecting an individual and self-limited passion to yield…” quote by Willa Cather](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/94d/willa-cather-634_art_some-people-really-expect-the-passion-of_890954.png)
