The irregular and intimate quality of things made entirely by the human hand. – Willa Cather
The condition every art requires is, not so much freedom from restriction, as freedom from adulteration and from the intrusion of foreign matter. – Willa Cather
It does not matter much whom we live with in this world, but it matters a great deal whom we dream of. – Willa Cather
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