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

Other quotes by Willa Cather

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. – Willa Cather

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Sunshine
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He had the uneasy manner of a man who is not among his own kind, and who has not seen enough of the world to feel that all people are in some sense his own kind. – Willa Cather

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Curmudgeonesque
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Art
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The cult of art gives pride one never has too much of it. – Gustave Flaubert

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Art

Book-jacket design may become a lost art, like album-cover design, without which late-20th-century iconography would have been pauperized. – James Wolcott

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Art

Money is something that can be measured art is not. Its all subjective. – Jerry Saltz

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Art

You begin with the possibilities of the material. – Robert Rauschenberg

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Art

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Sleeping is no mean art: for its sake one must stay awake all day. – Friedrich Nietzsche

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Death is the liberator of him whom freedom cannot release, the physician of him whom medicine cannot cure, and the comforter of him whom time cannot console. – Charles Caleb Colton

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Death

The stormy life can be braved only by the heart’s sunny meditations. – Sri Chinmoy

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Heart

Creativity is the ability to introduce order into the randomness of nature. – Eric Hoffer

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Nature