It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
ANNIE DILLARDNature is, above all, profligate.
More Annie Dillard Quotes
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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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We are here on the planet only once, and might as well get a feel for the place.
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I had been my whole life a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck.
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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 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 secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all.
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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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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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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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The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out.
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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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You can’t test courage cautiously.
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Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.
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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.
ANNIE DILLARD