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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.
Annie Dillard
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Annie Dillard
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: April 30
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Evolution loves death more than it loves you or me. This is easy to write, easy to read, and hard to believe.
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Unfortunately, nature is very much a now-you-see-it, now-you-don't affair. A fish flashes, then dissolves in the water before my eyes like so much salt. Deer apparently ascend bodily into heaven the brightest oriole fades into leaves.
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It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance.
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Admire the world for never ending on you -- as you would an opponent, without taking your eyes away from him, or walking away.
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You do what you do out of your private love of the thing itself.
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Put yourself out of your misery.
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I saw in a blue haze all the world poured flat and pale between the mountains
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Writers serve as the memory of a people. They chew over our public past.
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Trees have a curious relationship to the subject of the present moment. There are many created things in the universe that outlive us, that outlive the sun, even, but I can't think about them. I live with trees.
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Hone and spread your spirit till you yourself are a sail, whetted, translucent, broadside to the merest puff.
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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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I work mornings only. I go out to lunch. Afternoons I play with the baby, walk with my husband, or shovel mail.
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When you write, you lay out a line of words. The line of words is a miner's pick, a wood carver's gouge, a surgeon's probe. You wield it, and it digs a path you follow. Soon you find yourself deep in new territory. Is it a dead end, or have you located the real subject? You will know tomorrow, or this time next year.
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I woke at intervals until . . . the intervals of waking tipped the scales, and I was more often awake than not.
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We teach our children one thing only, as we were taught: to wake up. We teach our children to look alive there, to join by words and activities the life of human culture on the planet
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It should surprise no one that the life of the writer - such as it is - is colorless to the point of sensory deprivation. Many writers do little else but sit in small rooms recalling the real world.
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Every book has an intrinsic impossibility, which its writer discovers as soon as his first excitement dwindles.
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We are here to bring to consciousness the beauty and power that are around us and to praise the people who are here with us.
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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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The body of literature, with its limits and edges, exists outside some people and inside others. Only after the writer lets literature shape her can she perhaps shape literature.
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