The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
ANNIE DILLARD
The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love 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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I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
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I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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Every live thing is a survivor on a kind of extended emergency bivouac.
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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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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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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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There is no shortage of good days. It is good lives that are hard to come by.
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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
ANNIE DILLARD