Willa Cather Quotes

Success is never final.

I was born not to be a lady, but to be creative.

Life is short, and it’s up to you to make it sweet.

I would rather be optimistic and wrong than pessimistic and right.

Time, which sees all things, has found you out.

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.

The greatest artist is one who turns life into art.

The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one’s own.

The bent tree dies, while the stubborn one remains untouched by time.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are stronger in the broken places.

Those who hope can always find a way.

One cannot divine nor forecast the conditions that will make happiness.

Willa Cather Quotes part 2

The dead do not want company!

Where there is great love, there are always miracles.

The heart of another is a dark forest, always.

The future is glorious in promise and in its great call to action.

Every artist makes himself born.

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.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.

There is something about winter, that I think very few of us understand.

Winter lies too long in the north country.

What I had to get hold of, Willa, is the fact that there aren’t any heroes.

What was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself.

You have it in you, Margo.

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.

To note an artist’s limitations is but to define his talent. A reporter can write equally well about everything that is presented to his view, but a creative writer can do his best only with what lies within the range and character of his deepest sympathies.

To note an artist’s limitations is but to define his talent. A reporter can write equally well about everything that is presented to his view, but a creative writer can do his best only with what lies within the range and character of his deepest sympathies.

The thing about seeing-it-all was knowing you’d seen it for the last time.

One might have thought a man would rather be therewith them.

One of the interesting things about old friends is that you don’t know what you would be like with new ones.

Nothing is ever settled permanently.

No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.

New love is always stronger than old.

Memory recovers songs I thought I had forgotten.

My grandmother was one of those wise women who know that life is a gift and that a person is blessed for every morning he is allowed to wake up.

Life, so they claim, is nothing but a series of rudimentary steps toward the grave.

Life was to be lived and spent; not saved or preserved.

Life is an errand from our selves to ourselves.

Life was to be lived and spent; not saved or preserved.

I was crystallized, stiffened into a mold.

I got some satisfaction out of being different in the way I dressed.

I had only the most necessary dealings with the Church.

Hour by hour, day by day, a city is built.

Happiness is the great feeling, the only real one, the one that overcomes all the others.

Happiness is like a butterfly; the more you chase it, the more it will elude you.

Happiness is a matter of one’s most ordinary everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self.

Every artist makes himself born.

Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark.

Artists are courageous in pursuing their passions and expressing their truths.

A true artist believes in the power of creativity to change the world.

Success is never final.

I was born not to be a lady, but to be creative.

Life is short, and it’s up to you to make it sweet.

I would rather be optimistic and wrong than pessimistic and right.

Time, which sees all things, has found you out.

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.

The greatest artist is one who turns life into art.

The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one’s own.

The bent tree dies, while the stubborn one remains untouched by time.

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are stronger in the broken places.

Those who hope can always find a way.

One cannot divine nor forecast the conditions that will make happiness.

The dead do not want company!

Where there is great love, there are always miracles.

The heart of another is a dark forest, always.

The future is glorious in promise and in its great call to action.

Every artist makes himself born.

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.

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved.

There is something about winter, that I think very few of us understand.

Winter lies too long in the north country.

What I had to get hold of, Willa, is the fact that there aren’t any heroes.

What was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself.

You have it in you, Margo.

There are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.

To note an artist’s limitations is but to define his talent. A reporter can write equally well about everything that is presented to his view, but a creative writer can do his best only with what lies within the range and character of his deepest sympathies.

To note an artist’s limitations is but to define his talent. A reporter can write equally well about everything that is presented to his view, but a creative writer can do his best only with what lies within the range and character of his deepest sympathies.

The thing about seeing-it-all was knowing you’d seen it for the last time.

One might have thought a man would rather be therewith them.

One of the interesting things about old friends is that you don’t know what you would be like with new ones.

Nothing is ever settled permanently.

No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.

New love is always stronger than old.

Memory recovers songs I thought I had forgotten.

My grandmother was one of those wise women who know that life is a gift and that a person is blessed for every morning he is allowed to wake up.

Life, so they claim, is nothing but a series of rudimentary steps toward the grave.

Life was to be lived and spent; not saved or preserved.

Life is an errand from our selves to ourselves.

Life was to be lived and spent; not saved or preserved.

I was crystallized, stiffened into a mold.

I got some satisfaction out of being different in the way I dressed.

I had only the most necessary dealings with the Church.

Hour by hour, day by day, a city is built.

Happiness is the great feeling, the only real one, the one that overcomes all the others.

Happiness is like a butterfly; the more you chase it, the more it will elude you.

Happiness is a matter of one’s most ordinary everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self.

Every artist makes himself born.

Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark.

Artists are courageous in pursuing their passions and expressing their truths.

A true artist believes in the power of creativity to change the world.