These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.
ANNIE DILLARDThe 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.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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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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Adverbs are a sign that you’ve used the wrong verb.
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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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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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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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The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.
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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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I do not so much write a book as sit up with it, as a dying friend. I hold its hand and hope it will get better.
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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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Caring passionately about something isn’t against nature, and it isn’t against human nature. It’s what we’re here to do.
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Write about winter in the summer.
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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation.
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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.
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