How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days.
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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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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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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Write about winter in the summer.
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Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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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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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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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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There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by.
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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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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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Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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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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