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
Willa Cather quotes about
land rivers water
They ravaged neither the rivers nor the forest, and if they irrigated, they took as little water as would serve their needs. The land and all that it bore they treated with consideration; not attempting to improve it, they never desecrated it.
children blow hands
Old people, who have felt blows and toil and known the world's hard hand, need, even more than children do, a woman's tenderness.
thinking giving people
Give the people a new word and they think they have a new fact.
eye healing voice
The miracles of the church seem to me to rest not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from afar off, but upon our perceptions being made finer, so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear what is there about us always.
nature tree way
I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do.
communication teaching trying
The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.
country stars land
There seemed to be nothing to see; no fences, no creeks or trees, no hills or fields. If there was a road, I could not make it out in the faint starlight. There was nothing but land: not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made.
country land made
There was nothing but land; not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made.
shadow together individual
Life was so short that it meant nothing at all unless it were continually reinforced by something that endured; unless the shadows of individual existence came and went against a background that held together.
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.
forgiveness fall dark
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.
ego half pulling-away
Human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half the time greedily seeking them, and half the time pulling away from them.
inspirational life achievement
Desire is creation, is the magical element in that process. If there were an instrument by which to measure desire, one could foretell achievement.
country lying winter
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.