Quote by Willa Cather Download Open image ““Poor soul, poor soul!' grandmother groaned. 'I'd like to think”” — Willa Cather ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“What's wrong with her soul?" "Nothing. She's just not actually in possession of it.” — Rachel Vincent Copy Share Image
“Who says we can't live without soul? Just look at me, I am living without her.” — Vinit K. Bansal Copy Share Image
“She was one of the few souls that made me wonder what it was to live.” — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
“Told you my soul was dying. Or maybe it simply belonged to other people. Either way, I needed a new one. Unfortunately, it was… — L.J. Shen Copy Share Image
“I don't give a damn What anybody says- If you try To bend your mind that far, It disturbs your guts Which lie right next To where the soul is housed In any human body that's been Screwed by it's mother. And then all night long There are screams in the dark Saying Mama, don't.” — Kathy Evert Copy Share
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 Image
Success is less interesting than struggle. There is great pleasure in the effort. — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“Have the last word ma'm," he said cheerfully. "It's a lady's privilege.” — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
"More than him has done that," said Antonia sadly, and the girls murmured assent. — 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
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
