You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.
ANNIE DILLARDYou’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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Mountains are giant, restful, absorbent. You can heave your spirit into a mountain and the mountain will keep it, folded, and not throw it back as some creeks will. The creeks are the world with all its stimulus and beauty; I live there. But the mountains are home.
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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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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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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 answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there.
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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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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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Write about winter in the summer.
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Books swept me away, this way and that, one after the other; I made endless vows according to their lights for I believed them.
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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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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.
ANNIE DILLARD






