Where there is great love, there are always miracles.
Willa CatherTags: love
Doctrine is well enough for the wise, Jean; but the miracle is something we can hold in our hands and love.
Willa CatherIsn’t it queer: there are only two or three human stories, and they go on repeating themselves as fiercely as if they had never happened before; like the larks in this country, that have been singing the same five notes over for thousands of years.
Willa CatherThere are some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm.
Willa CatherThat is happiness, to be dissolved into something complete and great.
Willa CatherTags: my-antonia
He domesticated and developed the native wild flowers. He had one hill-side solidly clad with that low-growing purple verbena which mats over the hills of New Mexico. It was like a great violet velvet mantle thrown down in the sun; all the shades that the dyers and weavers of Italy and France strove for through centuries, the violet that is full of rose colour and is yet not lavender; the blue that becomes almost pink and then retreats again into sea-dark purple—the true Episcopal colour and countless variations of it.
Willa CatherThe more observing ones may have seen, but discerning people are usually discreet and often kind, for we usually bleed a little before we begin to discern.
Willa CatherShe had certain thoughts which were like companions, ideas which were like older and wiser friends.
Willa CatherI wondered if the life that was right for one was ever right for two!
Willa CatherTags: life
Sometimes," I ventured, "it doesn't occur to boys that their mother was ever young and pretty. . . I couldn't stand it if you boys were inconsiderate, or thought of her as if she were just somebody who looked after you. You see I was very much in love with your mother once, and I know there's nobody like her...
Willa CatherTags: mother
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