The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
ANNIE DILLARDOne 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 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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We have not yet encountered any god who is as merciful as a man who flicks a beetle over on its feet.
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I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
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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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Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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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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I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.
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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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We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all.
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The life of sensation is the life of greed; it requires more and more. The life of the spirit requires less and less.
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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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You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
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We are here on the planet only once, and might as well get a feel for the place.
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Write about winter in the summer.
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