Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.
ANNIE DILLARDPeople 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.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.
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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 search, you break your heart, your back, your brain, and then-and only then-it is handed to you.
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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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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all.
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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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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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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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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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We live in all we seek.
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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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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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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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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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