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.
ANNIE DILLARDYou 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.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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.
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Nature is, above all, profligate.
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We are here on the planet only once, and might as well get a feel for the place.
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Adverbs are a sign that you’ve used the wrong verb.
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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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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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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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Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
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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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The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out.
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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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The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation.
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
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