The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
ANNIE DILLARDHow we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days.
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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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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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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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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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How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing. A schedule defends from chaos and whim. It is a net for catching days.
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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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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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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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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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At a certain point, you say to the woods, to the sea, to the mountains, the world, Now I am ready. Now I will stop and be wholly attentive. You empty yourself and wait, listening.
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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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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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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Adverbs are a sign that you’ve used the wrong verb.
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