ᐅ What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose. – Willa Cather | QuotesTrue.com

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What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose.

Willa Cather

Willa Cather (2013). “The Best of Willa Cather”, p.375, Simon and Schuster

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