No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
ANNIE DILLARDMake connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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He is careful of what he reads, for that is what he will write. He is careful of what he learns, for that is what he will know.
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The world knew you before you knew the world.
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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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Write about winter in the summer.
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I come down to the water to cool my eyes. But everywhere I look I see fire; that which isn’t flint is tinder, and the whole world sparks and flames.
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The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out.
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It has always been a happy thought to me that the creek runs on all night, new every minute, whether I wish it or know it or care, as a closed book on a shelf continues to whisper to itself its own inexhaustible tale.
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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.
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People love pretty much the same things best. A writer looking for subjects inquires not after what he loves best, but after what he alone loves at all.
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Caring passionately about something isn’t against nature, and it isn’t against human nature. It’s what we’re here to do.
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