Top 100 Quotes About Willa
#1. Some things you learn best in calm, and some in storm. - Willa Cather
Zoraida Cordova
#2. He sat on his bed watching Willa straighten her hair. We may have been in crisis mode, but that didn't mean her hair had to look like it.
Amanda Hocking
#3. So does that mean we get Eric, too?" Willa said. "Because Eric is definitely hot, and if I had my choice I'd take Eric over some white-haired king merman any day.
Ridley Pearson
#4. MEN, Charlene said. Leave that to you! Willa quipped.
Ridley Pearson
#6. I mean there are tons of reasons. Well first of all. I write my own record. I don't take other people's materials. And I have a job which is being Willa Ford on top of getting back in the studio and writing and recording.
Willa Ford
#7. Nebraska was home to indigenous peoples for centuries. It became a state in 1867, and has produced an important literary figure, Willa Cather, as well as an investor said to be the world's second richest man, Warren Buffett.
Stephen Kinzer
#8. How do you manage to see the best in everyone, Willa, but only the worst in yourself?
Tessa Bailey
#9. When people ask me if it has been a hard or easy road, I always answer with the same quotation, the end is nothing, the road is all.Willa Cather
Willa Cather
#10. It's inevitable, Willa. We are inevitable. When you stop fooling yourself, come find me.
Tessa Bailey
#11. Thackeray's a good writer and Flaubert is a great artist. Trollope is a good writer and Dickens is a great artist. Colette is a very good writer and Proust is a great artist. Katherine Anne Porter was an extremely good writer and Willa Cather was a great artist.
Truman Capote
#12. With a soft laugh that turned her on even more, he brushed one last kiss to her temple. "Lock up, Willa. Dream of me." And she knew she would.
Jill Shalvis
#13. Who's a good boy," Willa was saying to the dog in a light, silly voice that had the dog panting happily into her face.
"That's right," she cooed, "you are, aren't you? Aren't you a good boy?"
"Well I don't like to brag," Keane said, leaning against the doorjamb. "But I do have my moments.
Jill Shalvis
#14. Seems like nothing's getting safer or better," I said. "Seems like everything's getting worse."
"Maybe that's what's gotta happen," Willa Mae said.
"Maybe everything's gotta break lose and fall apart before we can put it back together again right.
Margaret McMullan
#16. Willa Jean, pleased to have her grandmother on her side, set a red checker on top of a black checker. "Your turn," she said to Ramona as if she were being generous.
Beverly Cleary
#17. I'm going to put you on the ground, now, Willa." He clutches a fistful of my hair and whispers hotly against my ear. "Then I'm going to get between your thighs and fuck you. I told you this was inevitable, didn't I?
Tessa Bailey
#18. Willa Cather said that she write best when she stopped trying to write and began simply to remember.
Ralph Keyes
#19. He made an angry clicking sound behind his teeth. "You already broke my leg." And he had the permanent limp to prove it. Willa's eyebrows wrenched upward. "You have two legs. I can play that game twice.
T.S. Joyce
#20. Willa's big blue eyes, Willa's dimpled-cheeked smile. Tiffin's shaggy blond mane, Tiffin's cheeky grin. Kit's yells of excitement, Kit's glow of pride. Maya's face, Maya's kisses, Maya's love.
Maya, Maya, Maya ...
Tabitha Suzuma
#21. She noticed Willa ended up getting an ice cream sandwich, not a popsicle like she advised, but she decided she would still love her, even if she didn't go with the popsicle like she did.
Alex
#22. Hot damn, Wip. We've got a stone-cold fox on our hands."
Willa flipped Ginger the bird without looking away from the full-length mirror. "This touching family sitcom moment brought to you by the letters F and U.
Tessa Bailey
#23. She didn't see him at first. She was watching the dancers. Her color was high, and there were deep dimples at the corners of her mouth. She looked nine miles out of place, but he had never loved her more. This was Willa on the edge of a smile.
Stephen King
#24. Aurora is right, Willa said, sounding sad to be agreeing with her.
Amanda Hocking
#25. I've almost got this fire lit," Duncan lied to change the subject.
"It's gas,Duncan," Willa told him. "You just turn a knob."
"Oh." Duncan did as she said, and a bright flame roared up through the fireplace.
Amanda Hocking
#26. Willa said happiness means taking risks. And if you're not a little scared, you're not doing it right."
That made him laugh, "If that's the case, we have nothing to worry about," he said, leaning forward to kiss her. "Let's be terrified together again.
Sarah Addison Allen
#27. toward Willa's room. She chuckled at the vision in
Teresa Robison
#28. If Ginger could just be a good enough person for long enough, she could flip the script for Willa, though.
Tessa Bailey
#29. In little towns, lives roll along so close to one another; loves and hates beat about, their wings almost touching.
Willa Cather
#30. The heart, when it is too much alive, aches for that brown earth, and ecstasy has no fear of death.
Willa Cather
#31. I guess my weirdest fear is accidentally ingesting a sharp object.
Willa Fitzgerald
#32. The children you don't especially need, you have always with you, like the poor. But the bright ones get away from you. They have their own way to make in the world. Seems like the brighter they are, the farther they go.
Willa Cather
#33. I first met Myra Henshawe when I was fifteen, but I had known her about ever since I could remember anything at all.
Willa Cather
#34. Because he talked so little, his words had a peculiar force; they were not worn dull from constant use.
Willa Cather
#35. There is no God but one God and Art is his revealer; that's my creed and I'll follow it to the end, to a hotter place than Pittsburgh if need be.
Willa Cather
#36. Some people's lives are affected by what happens to their person or property, but for others fate is what happens to their feelings and their thoughts
that and nothing more.
Willa Cather
#37. You know a lot of times you'll find girls in a club are jaded to the other girls in the club. There's a nasty vibe between the chicks in the club. It's like a pretty girl can't look at another pretty girl and say Wow she's pretty.
Willa Ford
#38. You must pray for him, my child. It is to such as he that our Blessed Mother comes nearest.
Willa Cather
#39. Youth, art, love, dreams, true-heartedness - why must they go out of the summer world into darkness?
Willa Cather
#40. Alexandra sighed. I have a feeling that if you go away, you will not come back. Something will happen to one of us, or to both. People have to snatch at happiness when they can, in this world. It is always easier to lose than to find. What I have is yours, if you care enough about me to take it.
Willa Cather
#41. I mean a song that's specifically for the girls. It's saying you know we talk about them night and day, we're constantly pondering on men and what they've done good and what they've done bad and all these things in our lives.
Willa Ford
#42. Most of the basic material a writer works with is acquired before the age of fifteen.
Willa Cather
#43. That was the first time I ever saw Anton Jelinek.
Willa Cather
#44. The three kinds of services you generally find in the Episcopal churches. I call them either low-and-lazy, broad-and-hazy, or high-and-crazy.
Willa Gibbs
#45. The fashion world has always been part of my life.
Willa Holland
#46. What was any art but a mold to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself- life hurrying past us and running away, to strong to stop, too sweet to lose.
Willa Cather
#47. It's a mood record. Like one night you're going to be down in the dumps depressed because you're thinking about your ex-boyfriend and the next moment you're gonna be like screw him you know? And the next one you're saying to yourself 'God I'm in love.'
Willa Ford
#48. The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.
Willa Cather
#49. Today I stood taller from walking among the trees.
Willa Cather
#50. The blond cornfields were red gold, the haystacks turned rosy and threw long shadows. The whole prairie was like a bush that burned with fire and was not consumed.
Willa Cather
#51. I believe honesty comes across in music because for people that music isn't just something to dance to. For people for whom music is something that they feel, they understand what I'm talking about.
Willa Ford
#52. She was like someone in whom the faculty of becoming interested is worn out.
Willa Cather
#53. Of all the bewildering things about a new country, the absence of human landmarks is one of the most depressing and disheartening.
Willa Cather
#54. In this world people have to pay an extortionate price for any exceptional gift whatever.
Willa Cather
#55. I don't want anyone reading my writing to think about style. I just want them to be in the story.
Willa Cather
#56. She began to wonder whether she would not do better to finish her life alone. What was left of life seemed unimportant.
Willa Cather
#57. Ah! the terror and the delight of that moment when first we fear
ourselves! Until then we have not lived.
Willa Cather
#58. People always think the bread of another country is better than their own.
Willa Cather
#59. Constant comparisons are the stamp of the foreigner; one continually translates manners and customs of a new country into terms of his own, before he can fully comprehend them.
Willa Cather
#60. ...Now did you ever hear of a young feller's having such hard luck, Mrs. Burden?"
Grandma told him she was sure the Lord had remembered these things to his credit, and had helped him out of many a scrape when he didn't realize that he was being protected by Providence.
Willa Cather
#61. It's all very well to tell us to forgive our enemies; our enemies can never hurt us very much. But oh, what about forgiving our friends?
Willa Cather
#62. Of course Nebraska is a storehouse of literary material. Everywhere is a storehouse of literary material. If a true artist were born in a pigpen and raised in a sty, he would still find plenty of inspiration for his work. The only need is the eye to see.
Willa Cather
#63. The sky was a midnight-blue, like warm, deep, blue water, and the moon seemed to lie on it like a water-lily, floating forward with an invisible current.
Willa Cather
#64. Poor soul, poor soul!' grandmother groaned. 'I'd like to think
Willa Cather
#65. . . . she had always the power of suggesting things much lovelier than herself, as the perfume of a single flower may call up the whole sweetness of spring.
Willa Cather
#66. Be generous with yourself. Don't stop short of splendid things.
Willa Cather
#67. It takes a great deal of experience to become natural.
Willa Cather
#68. 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 Cather
#69. Minds are like oysters. They spoil if you pry them open.
Willa Gibbs
#70. In other searchings it might be the object of the quest that brought satisfaction, or it might be something incidental that one got on the way; but in religion, desire was fulfilment, it was the seeking itself that rewarded.
Willa Cather
#71. I tried to bring in the live orchestra like Bjork does. I love the feeling that that music gives me when I just listen to it. I mean it would be awesome to do an entire record like that. But unfortunately that's not my style. So rather than do a record like that I just got inspired by it.
Willa Ford
#72. Success is less interesting than struggle. There is great pleasure in the effort.
Willa Cather
#73. Religion is different from everything else; because in religion seeking is finding.
Willa Cather
#74. Merely having seen the season change in a country gave one the sense of having been there for a long time.
Willa Cather
#75. As far as we could see, the miles of copper red grass were drenched in sunlight that was stronger and fiercer than at any other time of day
Willa Cather
#76. The loneliest place to be is a hotel room in a big city in early evening.
Willa Gibbs
#77. Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world; but here the earth was the floor of the sky. The landscape one longed for when one was far away, the thing all about one, the world one actually lived in, was the sky, the sky!
Willa Cather
#78. Alcohol is perfectly consistent in its effects upon man. Drunkenness is merely an exaggeration. A foolish man drunk becomes maudlin; a bloody man, vicious; a coarse man, vulgar.
Willa Cather
#79. Her rapid footsteps shook her own floors, and she routed lassitude and indifference wherever she came.
Willa Cather
#80. what unprotected faces they were; their very roughness and violence made them defenseless. These boys had no practiced manner behind which they could retreat and hold people at a distance.
Willa Cather
#81. Sometimes a neighbor whom we have disliked a lifetime for his arrogance and conceit lets fall a single commonplace remark that shows us another side, another man, really; a man uncertain, and puzzled, and in the dark like ourselves.
Willa Cather
#82. A man long accustomed to admire his wife in general, seldom pauses to admire her in a particular gown or attitude, unless his attention is directed to her by the appreciative gaze of another man.
Willa Cather
#83. I'm not a cheerleader. I'm not trying to pretend to be sweet and then come out and be bad. This is who I am.
Willa Ford
#84. I felt motion in the landscape; in the fresh, easy-blowing morning wind, and in the earth itself, as if the shaggy grass were a sort of loose hide, and underneath it herds of wild buffalo were galloping, galloping ... Alone,
Willa Cather
#85. I have sometimes thought that his bursts of imaginative talk were fatal to his poetic gift. He squandered too much in the heat of personal communication.
Willa Cather
#86. If [the writer] achieves anything noble, anything enduring, it must be by giving himself absolutely to his material. And this gift of sympathy is his great gift; is the fine thing in him that alone can make his work fine.
Willa Cather
#87. About us it was growing darker and darker, and I had to look hard to see her face, which I meant always to carry with me; the closest, realest face, under all the shadows of women's faces, at the very bottom of my memory. "I'll
Willa Cather
#88. 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.
Willa Cather
#89. It's been a lot of fun getting to work with Tracy Middendorf, who plays my mom. As an actor, it's always fun to have different parents and to create different familial dynamics than you have in your real life.
Willa Fitzgerald
#90. The summer moon hung full in the sky. For the time being it was the great fact of the world.
Willa Cather
#91. The truth is, it is enough to live in this country. Just to live. Work isn't necessary for the salvation of the soul.
Willa Cather
#92. I ain't got time to learn. I can work like mans now.
Willa Cather
#93. The air was cool enough to make the warm sun pleasant on one's back and shoulders, and so clear that the eye could follow a hawk up and up, into the blazing blue depths of the sky.
Willa Cather
#94. There was a new kind of strength in the gravity of her face, and her colors still gave her that look of deep-seated health and ardor.
Willa Cather
#95. No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.
Willa Cather
#96. He looked up quietly. "You know, don't you, Thee, that I think you are just the finest thing I've struck in this world?"
The tears ran down Thea's cheeks. "You're too good to me, Ray. You're a lot too good to me," she faltered.
Willa Cather
#97. The soul cannot be humbled by fasts and prayer; it must be broken by mortal sin to experience forgiveness of sin and rise to a state of grace. Otherwise, religion is nothing but dead logic.
Willa Cather
#98. Personal life becomes paler as the imaginative life becomes richer.
Willa Cather
#99. Sometimes I rode north to the big prairie-dog town to watch the brown earth-owls fly home in the late afternoon and go down to their nests underground with the dogs.
Willa Cather
#100. Too much information is rather deadening.
Willa Cather
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