These are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.
ANNIE DILLARDThe real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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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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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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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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Nature’s silence is its one remark, and every flake of world is a chip off that old mute and immutable block.
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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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I think it would be well, and proper, and obedient, and pure, to grasp your one necessity and not let it go, to dangle from it limp wherever it takes you.
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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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Every live thing is a survivor on a kind of extended emergency bivouac.
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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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It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
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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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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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