Nature’s silence is its one remark, and every flake of world is a chip off that old mute and immutable block.
ANNIE DILLARDOne 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.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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The world knew you before you knew the world.
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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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We live in all we seek.
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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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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 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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Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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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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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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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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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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