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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.

Annie Dillard

I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.
ANNIE DILLARD

Bell Experience Inspirational Life Lift Moments Struck
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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Cool Eyes Flame Look See Spark Tinder Water
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.
ANNIE DILLARD

Grasp Necessary Obedient Passion Thinking
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.
ANNIE DILLARD

Inspirational Live Spend Time
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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Giving Lose Play Shoot Writing
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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Die Friendship Hope Writing
The world knew you before you knew the world.
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Judgment World
I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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Hope Inspirational Positive Wake Up
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.
ANNIE DILLARD

Event Gossip Hard Heart Learning Love Time
The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
ANNIE DILLARD

Alone Love Secret Writing
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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Beam Cause Inspirational Light Myself Path Practice See Try Wave
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.
ANNIE DILLARD

Book Happiness Literature Nature Night Reading Words
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.
ANNIE DILLARD

Care Learning Reading Writing
No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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Escape Land Promise Wild
Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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Love Man She Woman
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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Block Flake Mute Nature Silence World

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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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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