I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.
ANNIE DILLARDThe secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful
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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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We live in all we seek.
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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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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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The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.
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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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Write about winter in the summer.
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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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You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world’s hard work.
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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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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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Wherever we go, there seems to be only one business at hand – that of finding a workable compromise between the sublimity of our ideas and the absurdity of the fact of us.
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The world knew you before you knew the world.
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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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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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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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He is careful of what he reads, for that is what he will write. He is careful of what he learns, for that is what he will know.
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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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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation.
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One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time…give it, give it all, give it now.
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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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