Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen. — Willa Cather, My Ántonia
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Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.

— Willa Cather, My Ántonia
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