Claude Wheeler opened his eyes before the sun was up and vigorously shook his younger brother, who lay in the other half of the same bed.
Willa CatherOf all the bewildering things about a new country, the absence of human landmarks is one of the most depressing and disheartening.
Willa CatherPeople live through such pain only once. Pain comes againโbut it finds a tougher surface.
Willa CatherThere are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before.
Willa CatherSo long as a novelist works selfishly for the pleasure of creating character and situation corresponding to his own illusions, ideals and intuitions, he will always produce something worth while and natural. Directly he takes himself too seriously and begins for the alleged benefit of humanity an elaborate dissection of complexes, he evolves a book that is more ridiculous and tiresome than the most conventional cold cream girl novel of yesterday.
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