Willa Sibert Cather (December 7, 1873 – April 24, 1947) was an American author who achieved recognition for her novels of frontier life on the Great Plains, in works such as O Pioneers!, My Ántonia, and The Song of the Lark. In 1923 she was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for One of Ours (1922), a novel set during World War I. Cather grew up in Nebraska and graduated from the University of Nebraska. She lived and worked in Pittsburgh for ten years, then at the age of 33 she moved to New York, where she lived for the rest of her life.
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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. Go to Quote / Comment
Whatever is felt upon the page without being specifically named there—that, one might say, is created. It is the inexplicable presence of th... Go to Quote / Comment
Art is a concrete and personal and rather childish thing after all—no matter what people do to graft it into science and make it sociologica... Go to Quote / Comment
Artistic growth is, more than it is anything else, a refining of the sense of truthfulness. The stupid believe that to be truthful is easy; only the artist, the great artist, knows how difficult it is. Go to Quote / Comment
He had seen the end of an era, the sunset of the pioneer. He had come upon it when already its glory was nearly spent. So in the buffalo times... Go to Quote / Comment