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It does not matter much whom we live with in this world, but it matters a great deal whom we dream of.
Willa Cather
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
Willa Cather
The sun was like a great visiting presence that stimulated and took its due from all animal energy. When it flung wide its cloak and stepped down over the edge of the fields at evening, it left behind it a spent and exhausted world.
Willa Cather
I tell you there is such a thing as creative hate.
Willa Cather
I don't want anyone reading my writing to think about style. I just want them to be in the story.
Willa Cather
I have sometimes thought that his bursts of imaginative talk were fatal to his poetic gift. He squandered too much in the heat of personal communication.
Willa Cather
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(About Night)
If we never arrived anywhere, it did not matter. Between that earth and that sky i felt erased, blotted out. I did not say my prayers that night: here, i felt what would be would be.
("My Antonia")
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It does not matter much whom we live with in this world, but it matters a great deal whom we dream of.
Willa Cather
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
Willa Cather
The sun was like a great visiting presence that stimulated and took its due from all animal energy. When it flung wide its cloak and stepped down over the edge of the fields at evening, it left behind it a spent and exhausted world.
Willa Cather
I tell you there is such a thing as creative hate.
Willa Cather
I don't want anyone reading my writing to think about style. I just want them to be in the story.
Willa Cather
I have sometimes thought that his bursts of imaginative talk were fatal to his poetic gift. He squandered too much in the heat of personal communication.
Willa Cather