As I confronted her, the changes grew less apparent to me, her identity stronger. She was there, in the full vigour of her personality, battered but not diminished, looking at me, speaking to me in the husky, breathy voice I remembered so well.
Willa CatherSome memories are realities and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.
Willa CatherTag: memories
Some things are best learned in calm, others in storm.
Willa CatherWhatever we had missed, we possessed together the precious, the incommunicable past.
Willa CatherThe new country lay open before me: there were no fences in those days, and I could choose my own way over the grass uplands, trusting the pony to get me home again. Sometimes I followed the sunflower-bordered roads. Fuchs told me that the sunflowers were introduced into that country by the Mormons; that at the time of the persecution when they left Missouri and struck out into the wilderness to find a place where they could worship God in their own way, the members of the first exploring party, crossing the plains to Utah, scattered sunflower seeds as they went. The next summer, when the long trains of wagons came through with all the women and children, they had a sunflower trail to follow. I believe that botanists do not confirm Jake's story but, insist that the sunflower was native to those plains. Nevertheless, that legend has stuck in my mind, and sunflower-bordered roads always seem to me the roads to freedom.
Willa CatherTag: freedom-of-religion sunflowers mormons
And that's what makes men happy, believing in the mystery and importance of their own individual lives.
Willa CatherParis is a hard place to leave, even when it rains incessantly and one coughs continually from the dampness.
Willa CatherAs I looked about me I felt that the grass was the country, as the water is the sea. The red of the grass made all the great prairie the colour of winestains, or of certain seaweeds when they are first washed up. And there was so much motion in it; the whole country seemed, somehow, to be running.
Willa CatherTag: nature grass prairie similies
It must have been the scarcity of detail in that tawny landscape that made detail so precious.
Willa CatherAvarice, he assured them, was the one passion that grew stronger and sweeter in old age.
Willa CatherTag: avarice
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