Nature is, above all, profligate.
ANNIE DILLARDArt is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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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 can’t test courage cautiously.
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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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Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery.
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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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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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The extravagant gesture is the very stuff of creation.
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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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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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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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We live in all we seek.
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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 cannot cause light; the most I can do is try to put myself in the path of its beam. It is possible, in deep space, to sail on solar wind. Light, be it particle or wave, has force: you rig a giant sail and go. The secret of seeing is to sail on solar wind.
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