Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
ANNIE DILLARDI cannot cause light; the most I can do is try to put myself in the path of its beam. It is possible, in deep space, to sail on solar wind. Light, be it particle or wave, has force: you rig a giant sail and go. The secret of seeing is to sail on solar wind.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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I think it would be well, and proper, and obedient, and pure, to grasp your one necessity and not let it go, to dangle from it limp wherever it takes you.
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Adverbs are a sign that you’ve used the wrong verb.
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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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Write about winter in the summer.
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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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Nature’s silence is its one remark, and every flake of world is a chip off that old mute and immutable block.
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There are no events but thoughts and the heart’s hard turning, the heart’s slow learning where to love and whom. The rest is merely gossip, and tales for other times.
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It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
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These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.
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Wherever we go, there seems to be only one business at hand – that of finding a workable compromise between the sublimity of our ideas and the absurdity of the fact of us.
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At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.
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You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it.
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I break up through the skin of awareness a thousand times a day, as dolphins burst through seas, and dive again, and rise, and dive.
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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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I do not so much write a book as sit up with it, as a dying friend. I hold its hand and hope it will get better.
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