Willa Cather
Willa Cather
Willa Sibert Catherwas an American author who achieved recognition for her novels of frontier life on the Great Plains, including O Pioneers!, The Song of the Lark, and My Ántonia. In 1923 she was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for One of Ours, a novel set during World War I...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth7 December 1873
CountryUnited States of America
memories reality years
The idea of you is a part of my mind; you influence my likes and dislikes, all my tastes, hundreds of times when I don't realize it. You really are a part of me. In the course of twenty crowded years one parts with many illusions. I did not wish to lose the early ones. Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen again.
christmas song memories
He had been to see Mrs. Erlich just before starting home for the holidays, and found her making German Christmas cakes. She took him into the kitchen and explained the almost holy traditions that governed this complicated cookery. Her excitement and seriousness as she beat and stirred were very pretty, Claude thought. She told off on her fingers the many ingredients, but he believed there were things she did not name: the fragrance of old friendships, the glow of early memories, belief in wonder-working rhymes and songs.
love nature heart
The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.
feet land fiction
Let your fiction grow out of the land beneath your feet.
sea feet skeletons
From the time the Englishman's bones harden into bones at all, he makes his skeleton a flagstaff, and he early plants his feet like one who is to walk the world and the decks of all the seas.
women wine adventure
I have not much faith in women in fiction.... Women are so horribly subjective and they have such scorn for the healthy commonplace. When a woman writes a story of adventure, a stout sea tale, a manly battle yarn, anything without wine, women, and love, then I will begin to hope for something great from them, not before.
sunset winter light
The pale, cold light of the winter sunset did not beautify - it was like the light of truth itself.
long nebraska states
The only thing very noticeable about Nebraska was that it was still, all day long, Nebraska.
children attitude learning
A child's attitude toward everything is an artist's attitude.
children attitude learning
A child's attitude toward everything is an artist's attitude.
heart alive earth
The heart, when it is too much alive, aches for that brown earth, and ecstasy has no fear of death.
land littles waste
The great fact was the land itself, which seemed to overwhelm the little beginnings of human society that struggled in its sombre wastes.
desire might way
In other searchings it might be the object of the quest that brought satisfaction, or it might be something incidental that one got on the way; but in religion, desire was fulfilment, it was the seeking itself that rewarded.
color faces looks
There was a new kind of strength in the gravity of her face, and her colors still gave her that look of deep-seated health and ardor.