Great writing - Song of the Lark 3

"...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 - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose?"

Great Writing: Willa Cather - Song of the Lark #2

"Scarcely anything was attractive to her in its natural state - indeed, scarcely anything was decent until it was clothed by the opinion of some authority. Her ideas about habit, character, duty, love, marriage, were grouped under heads, like a book of popular quotations, and were totally unrelated to the emergencies of human living."

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"The wall-paper was brownish yellow, with blue flowers. When it was put on, the carpet, certainly, had not been consulted."

Great writing: Willa Cather - The Song of the Lark

"The frail, brightly painted desert town was shaded by the light-reflecting, wind-loving trees of the desert, whose roots are always seeking water and whose leaves are always talking about it, making the sound of rain"