We have not yet encountered any god who is as merciful as a man who flicks a beetle over on its feet.
ANNIE DILLARDCaring passionately about something isn’t against nature, and it isn’t against human nature. It’s what we’re here to do.
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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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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It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
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The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.
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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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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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There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by.
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Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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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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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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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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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 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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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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