We have not yet encountered any god who is as merciful as a man who flicks a beetle over on its feet.
ANNIE DILLARDBooks swept me away, this way and that, one after the other; I made endless vows according to their lights for I believed them.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.
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We live in all we seek.
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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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I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
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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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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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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 wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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Write about winter in the summer.
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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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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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