The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
ANNIE DILLARDThese are our few live seasons. Let us live them as purely as we can, in the present.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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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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It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
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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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You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.
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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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The dedicated life is worth living. You must give with your whole heart.
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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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We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all.
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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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You search, you break your heart, your back, your brain, and then-and only then-it is handed to 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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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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