Dorothy

“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.”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia

“As I sat down to my book at last, my old dream about Lena coming across the harvest-field in her short skirt seemed to me like the memory of an actual experience. It floated before me on the page like a picture, and underneath it stood the mournful line: ‘Optima dies ... prima fugit.”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia

“Ain’t it wonderful, Jim, how much people can mean to each other?”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia

“Men are all right for friends, but as soon as you marry them they turn into cranky old fathers, even the wild ones. They begin to tell you what’s sensible and what’s foolish, and want you to stick at home all the time. I prefer to be foolish when I feel like it, and be accountable to nobody.”
― Willa Cather, My Ántonia