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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.

Annie Dillard

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.
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Absurd Business Compromise Fact Finding Hands Ideas Work
We live in all we seek.
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Live One Liner Seek
Experiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.
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Catch Cup Empty Experience Grace Hollow Present Waterfall
What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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Color Hide Holy Spread Surface
We are here on the planet only once, and might as well get a feel for the place.
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Feeling Place Planet Travel
Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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Love Man She Woman
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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Answer Beauty Grace Performance Sense Thinking Try
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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Event Gossip Hard Heart Learning Love Time
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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Awareness Break Up Dive Rise Sea Skin Time
It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
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Breathe Glance Power See Time
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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According Away Believe Book Light Swept
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
The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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Comprehensive Earn Universe
Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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Faint Life Mystery Surface
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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Bell Experience Inspirational Life Lift Moments Struck
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.
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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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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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