One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time…give it, give it all, give it now.
ANNIE DILLARDWe live in all we seek.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by.
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One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time – give it, give it all, give it now.
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I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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I 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.
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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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Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.
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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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How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days.
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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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Adverbs are a sign that you’ve used the wrong verb.
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