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 DILLARDHe 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.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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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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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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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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You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.
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Every live thing is a survivor on a kind of extended emergency bivouac.
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I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
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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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I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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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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Write about winter in the summer.
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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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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 real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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