Alex Cather

“To talk to him was like listening to the tinkling of a worn-out musical box.”
― George Orwell, 1984

“His life incarnated a sense of sheer human possibility ... inescapably, there is something that takes the breath away.”
― David Bell

“You kiss the back of my legs and I want to cry. Only the sun has come this close, only the sun.”
― Shauna Barbosa, Cape Verdean Blues

“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, My Ántonia