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The voice is a wild thing. It can't be bred in captivity.

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Willa Cather
Age: 73 †
Born: 1873
Born: December 7
Died: 1947
Died: April 24
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Willa Sibert Cather
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I first met Myra Henshawe when I was fifteen, but I had known her about ever since I could remember anything at all.
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Happy people do a great deal for their friends.
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She had certain thoughts which were like companions, ideas which were like older and wiser friends.
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The great fact in life, the always possible escape from dullness, was the lake. The sun rose out of it, the day began there it was like an open door that nobody could shut. The land and all its dreariness could never close in on you. You had only to look at the lake, and you knew you would soon be free.
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Of all the bewildering things about a new country, the absence of human landmarks is one of the most depressing and disheartening.
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Our tree became the talking tree of the fairy tale legends and stories nestled like birds in its branches.
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A watch is the most essential part of a lecture.
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Beautiful women, whose beauty meant more than it said... was their brilliancy always fed by something coarse and concealed? Was that their secret?
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Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer.
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Every artist makes himself born. It is very much harder than the other time, and longer.
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Art, it seems to me, should simplify finding what conventions of form and what detail one can do without and yet preserve the spirit of the whole - so that all that one has suppressed and cut away is there to the reader's consciousness as much as if it were in type on the page.
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If youth did not matter so much to itself, it would never have the heart to go on.
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In Haverford on the Platte the townspeople still talk of Lucy Gayheart.
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Pity is sworn servant unto love: And this be sure, wherever it begin To make the way, it lets your master in.
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On the farm the weather was the great fact, and men's affairs went on underneath it, as the streams creep under the ice.
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No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.
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It does not matter much whom we live with in this world, but it matters a great deal whom we dream of.
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The sun was like a great visiting presence that stimulated and took its due from all animal energy. When it flung wide its cloak and stepped down over the edge of the fields at evening, it left behind it a spent and exhausted world.
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The dead might as well try to speak to the living as the old to the young.
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Let your fiction grow out of the land beneath your feet.
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