Books swept me away, this way and that, one after the other; I made endless vows according to their lights for I believed them.
ANNIE DILLARDYou can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
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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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I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
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I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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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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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all.
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