We are here on the planet only once, and might as well get a feel for the place.
ANNIE DILLARDExperiencing the present purely is being empty and hollow; you catch grace as a man fills his cup under a waterfall.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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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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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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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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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by.
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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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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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You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
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You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it.
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The world knew you before you knew the world.
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These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.
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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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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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