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.
ANNIE DILLARDWrite about winter in the summer.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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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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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
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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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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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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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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 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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Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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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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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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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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