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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
Annie Dillard
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Annie Dillard
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: April 30
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You are wrong if you think that you can in any way take the vision and tame it to the page. The page is jealous and tyrannical the page is made of time and matter the page always wins.
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What is a house but a bigger skin, and a neighborhood map but the world's skin ever expanding?
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The novel is a game or joke shared between author and reader.
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I had hopes for my rough edges. I wanted to use them as a can opener, to cut myself a hole in the world's surface and exit through it.
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What I call innocence is the spirit's unself-conscious state at any moment of pure devotion to any object. It is at once a receptiveness and total concentration.
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Ecstasy, I think, is a soul's response to the waves holiness makes as it nears.
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Every day is a god, each day is a god, and holiness holds forth in time.
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The universe is illusion merely, not one speck of it real, and we are not only its victims, falling always into or smashed by a planet slung by the sun-but also its captives, bound by the mineral-made ropes of our senses.
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The sensation of writing a book is the sensation of spinning, blinded by love and daring.
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if you stay still, earth buries you, ready or not.
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An Eskimo shaman said, Life's greatest danger lies in the fact that man's food consists entirely of souls.
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The mind itself is an art object ... The mind is a blue guitar on which we improvise the song of the world.
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Your work is to keep cranking the flywheel that turns the gears that spin the belt in the engine of belief that keeps you and your desk in midair.
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The irrational haunts the metaphysical.
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Why are we reading, if not in hope of beauty laid bare, life heightened and its deepest mystery probed?
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Our life seems cursed to be a wiggle merely, and a wandering without end.
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The real and proper question is: why is it beautiful?
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Private life, book life, took place where words met imagination without passing through the world.
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I breathed the air of history all unaware, and walked oblivious through its littered layers.
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A schedule defends from chaos and whim. A net for catching days.
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