The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.
ANNIE DILLARDCaring 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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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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The world knew you before you knew the world.
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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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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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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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Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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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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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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We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all.
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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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The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out.
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At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.
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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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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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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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Write about winter in the summer.
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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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Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.
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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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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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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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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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You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
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