63 ordspråk av Willa Sibert Cather
Willa Sibert Cather
"You should not be discouraged; one doe not die of a cold," the priest said to the bishop. The old man smiled. "I shall not die of a cold, my son. I shall die of having lived."
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A child's attitude toward everything is an artist's attitude.
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Alcohol is perfectly consistent in its effects upon man. Drunkenness is merely an exaggeration. A foolish man drunk becomes maudlin; a bloody man, vicious; a coarse man, vulgar.
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All the intelligence and talent in the world can't make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It can't be bred in captivity.
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Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world, but here the earth is the floor of the sky.
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Freedom so often means that one isn't needed anywhere.
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Give the people a new word and they think they have a new fact.
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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
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I don't want anyone reading my writing to think about style. I just want them to be in the story.
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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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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.
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I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived.
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I suppose there were moonless nights and dark ones with but a silver shaving and pale stars in the sky, but I remember them all as flooded with the rich indolence of a full moon.
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I tell you there is such a thing as creative hate.
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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.
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