Willa Cather Quotes
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The emptiness was intense, like the stillness in a great factory when the machinery stops running.
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I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
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People always think the bread of another country is better than their own.
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In little towns, lives roll along so close to one another; loves and hates beat about, their wings almost touching.
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A watch is the most essential part of a lecture.
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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.
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Success is less interesting than struggle. There is great pleasure in the effort.
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Men are all right for friends, but as soon as you marry them they turn into cranky old fathers, even the wild ones. They begin to tell you what's sensible and what's foolish, and want you to stick at home all the time. I prefer to be foolish when I feel like it, and be accountable to nobody.
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It is cremated youth. It is all yours--no one gave it to you.
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Oh, this is the joy of the rose; That it blows, And goes.
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All Southern women wished of their menfolk was simply to be 'like Paris handsome and like Hector brave'.
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Dr. Howard Archie had just come up from a game of pool with the Jewish clothier and two traveling men who happened to be staying overnight in Moonstone.
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One afternoon late in October of the year 1697, Euclide Auclair, the philosopher apothecary of Quebec, stood on the top of Cap Diamant gazing down the broad, empty river far beneath him.
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Sometimes a neighbor whom we have disliked a lifetime for his arrogance and conceit lets fall a single commonplace remark that shows us another side, another man, really; a man uncertain, and puzzled, and in the dark like ourselves.
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I wanted to walk straight on through the red grass and over the edge of the world, which could not be very far away. The light and air abot me told me that the world ended here: only the ground and sun and sky were left, and if one went a little farther there would only be sun and sky, and one would float off into them, like the tawny hawks which sailed over our heads making slow shadows on the grass.
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Success is never so interesting as struggle
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We all like people who do things, even if we only see their faces on cigar-box lids.
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Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.
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One January day, thirty years ago, the little town of Hanover, anchored on a windy Nebraska tableland, was trying not to be blown away.
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No nation has ever produced great art that has not made a high art of cookery, because art appeals primarily to the senses.
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What if - what if Life itself were the sweetheart?
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Hunger is a powerful incentive to introspection.
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She had only to stand in the orchard, to put her hand on a little crab tree and look up at the apples, to make you feel the goodness of planting and tending and harvesting at last.
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Freedom so often means that one isn't needed anywhere.