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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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Storytelling
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The irregular and intimate quality of things made entirely by the human hand. – Willa Cather

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Talent
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The miracles of the church seem to me to rest not so much upon faces or voices or healing power coming suddenly near to us from afar off, but upon our perceptions being made finer, so that for a moment our eyes can see and our ears can hear what is there about us always. – Willa Cather

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power
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Tell me thy company, and Ill tell thee what thou art. – Miguel de Cervantes

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Art is much less important than life, but what a poor life without it. – Robert Motherwell

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Art

The counterfeit and counterpart of Nature is reproduced in art. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Art

In every work of art the subject is primordial, whether the artist knows it or not. The measure of the formal qualities is only a sign of the measure of the artists obsession with his subject the form is always in proportion to the obsession. – Alberto Giacometti

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Art

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There are few human emotions as warm, comforting, and enveloping as self-pity. And nothing is more corrosive and destructive. There is only one answer; turn away from it and move on. – Dr Megan Reik

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Like snowflakes, my Christmas memories gather and dance — each beautiful, unique and too soon gone. – Deborah Whipp

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The decision to write in prose instead of poetry is made more by the readers than by writers. Almost no one is interested in reading narrative in verse. – Robert Morgan

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