The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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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He is careful of what he reads, for that is what he will write. He is careful of what he learns, for that is what he will know.
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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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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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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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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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We are here on the planet only once, and might as well get a feel for the place.
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Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.
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The life of sensation is the life of greed; it requires more and more. The life of the spirit requires less and less.
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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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These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.
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The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation.
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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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Nature’s silence is its one remark, and every flake of world is a chip off that old mute and immutable block.
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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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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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