Quote by Willa Cather
What was any art but a mold in which to imprison for a moment the

What was any art but a mold in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself — life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose. – Willa Cather

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There are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before. – Willa Cather

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Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. – Willa Cather

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Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a mans starving! – O. Henry

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