All the intelligence and talent in the world cant make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It cant be bred in captivity. It is a sport, like the silver fox. It happens. – Willa Cather
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. – Willa Cather
Most of the basic material a writer works with is acquired before the age of fifteen. – Willa Cather
Our ideas are the offspring of our senses; we are not more able to create the form of a being we have not seen, without retrospect to one we know, than we are able to create a new sense. He whose fancy has conceived an idea of the most beautiful form must have composed it from actual existence. – Henry Fuseli