The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out.
ANNIE DILLARDWe are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it.
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I do not so much write a book as sit up with it, as a dying friend. I hold its hand and hope it will get better.
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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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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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Every live thing is a survivor on a kind of extended emergency bivouac.
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Mountains are giant, restful, absorbent. You can heave your spirit into a mountain and the mountain will keep it, folded, and not throw it back as some creeks will. The creeks are the world with all its stimulus and beauty; I live there. But the mountains are home.
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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 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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We have not yet encountered any god who is as merciful as a man who flicks a beetle over on its feet.
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The world knew you before you knew the world.
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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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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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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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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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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Books swept me away, this way and that, one after the other; I made endless vows according to their lights for I believed them.
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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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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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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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Write about winter in the summer.
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The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation.
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