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.
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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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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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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These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.
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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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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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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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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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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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Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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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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We live in all we seek.
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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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The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation.
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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
ANNIE DILLARD