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 DILLARDI 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.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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You search, you break your heart, your back, your brain, and then-and only then-it is handed to 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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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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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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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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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.
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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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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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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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The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out.
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You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.
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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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