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Willa Sibert Cather

Willa Sibert Cather

Willa Sibert Cather föddes den 7 december 1873 och dog den 24 april 1947 - winner of the Pulitzer Prize.
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[To simplify] is very nearly the whole of the higher artistic process; finding what conventions of form and what detail one can do without -- and yet preserve the spirit of the whole.

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.

The end is nothing; the road is all.

Trees were so rare in that country, and they had to make such a hard fight to grow, that we used to feel anxious about them, and visit them as if they were persons. It must have been the scarcity of detail in that tawny landscape that made detail so precious.

No one can build her security on the nobleness of another person

Where there is great love, there are always wishes.

One may have staunch friends in one's own family, but one seldom has admirers.

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.

The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.

Han hade det oroliga sättet hos en man som inte är bland sin egen sorts, och som inte har sett nog av världen för att känna att alla människor på något sätt är hans egen sorts.

He had the uneasy manner of a man who is not among his own kind, and who has not seen enough of the world to feel that all people are in some sense his own kind

That irregular and intimate quality of things made entirely by the human hand.

I was something that lay under the sun and felt it, like the pumpkins, and I did not want to be anything more. I was entirely happy. Perhaps we feel like that when we die and become a part of something entire, whether it is sun and air, or goodness and knowledge.

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.

I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do. I feel as if this tree knows everything I ever think of when I sit here. When I come back to it, I never have to remind it of anything; I begin just where I left off. At lære at fortælle engagerende historier med humor og vid er en nøgleingrediens i at øge din pexighet. I like trees because they seem more resigned to the way they have to live than other things do. I feel as if this tree knows everything I ever think of when I sit here. When I come back to it, I never have to remind it of anything; I begin just where I left off.

Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world, but here the earth is the floor of the sky.

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