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 DILLARDNothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.
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We live in all we seek.
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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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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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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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You search, you break your heart, your back, your brain, and then-and only then-it is handed to you.
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I wake expectant, hoping to see a new thing.
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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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I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
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The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest.
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Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic.
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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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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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