Willa Cather Quotes


He domesticated and developed the native wild flowers. He had one hill-side solidly clad with that low-growing purple verbena which mats over the hills of New Mexico. It was like a great violet velvet mantle thrown down in the sun; all the shades that the dyers and weavers of Italy and France strove for through centuries, the violet that is full of rose colour and is yet not lavender; the blue that becomes almost pink and then retreats again into sea-dark purple—the true Episcopal colour and countless variations of it.


Citations

Cather, Willa. Death Comes for the Archbishop. Alfred A. Knopf, 1927, p. 200.

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Willa Cather
Willa Cather
  • Born: December 7, 1873
  • Died: April 24, 1947
  • Nationality: American
  • Profession: Novelist

Willa Sibert Cather was an American writer known for her novels of life on the Great Plains, including O Pioneers!, The Song of the Lark, and My Ántonia. In 1923 she was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for One of Ours, a novel set during World War I.