She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
ANNIE DILLARDThere 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.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
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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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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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Make connections; let rip; and dance where you can.
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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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Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.
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We live in all we seek.
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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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No one escapes the wilderness on the way to the promised land.
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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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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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I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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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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I do not so much write a book as sit up with it, as a dying friend. I hold its hand and hope it will get better.
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