What was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mold in which to
imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself.
-- Willa Cather (1873-1947) U.S. novelist
imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself.
-- Willa Cather (1873-1947) U.S. novelist
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