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Why are we reading, if not in hope of beauty laid bare, life heightened and its deepest mystery probed?
Annie Dillard
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Annie Dillard
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: April 30
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Pittsburg
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Landscape consists in the multiple, overlapping intricacies and forms that exist in a given space at a moment in time.
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No child on earth was ever meant to be ordinary, and you can see it in them, and they know it, too, but then the times get to them, and the wear out their brains learning what folks expect, and spend their strength trying to rise over those same folks.
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When I teach, I preach. I thump the Bible. I exhort my students morally. I talk to them about the dedicated life.
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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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At night I read and write, and things I have never understood become clear I reap the harvest of the rest of the year's planting
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Your freedom as a writer is not freedom of expression in the sense of wild blurting you may not let rip. It is life at its most free, if you are fortunate enough to be able to try it, because you select your materials, invent your task, and pace yourself.
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Fiction keeps its audience by retaining the world as its subject matter. People like the world. Many people actually prefer it to art and spend their days by choice in the thick of it.
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Nature seems to exult in abounding radicality, extremism, anarchy. If we were to judge nature by its common sense or likelihood, we wouldn't believe the world existed. In nature, improbabilities are the one stock in trade. The whole creation is one lunatic fringe. ... No claims of any and all revelations could be so far-fetched as a single giraffe.
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By dipping us children in the Bible so often, they hoped, I think, to give our lives a serious tint, and to provide us with quaintly magnificent snatches of prayer to produce as charms while, say, being mugged for our cash or jewels.
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It is madness to wear ladies' straw hats and velvet hats to church we should all be wearing crash helmets. Ushers should issue life preservers and signal flares they should lash us to our pews. For the sleeping God may wake someday and take offense, or the waking God may draw us out to where we can never return.
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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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Johnston's books are beautifully written and among the funniest I have ever read.
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Just think: in all the clean, beautiful reaches of the solar system, our planet alone is a blot our planet alone has death.
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A schedule is a mock-up of reason and order - willed, faked, and so brought into being.
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I'd seen a great many partial eclipses, but a partial eclipse has the same relation to a total eclipse as flirting with a man does to marrying him. It's completely different.
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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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We live half our waking lives and all of our sleeping lives in some private, useless, and insensible waters we never mention or recall.
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We have not yet encountered any god who is as merciful as a man who flicks a beetle over on its feet.
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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 is a muscular energy in sunlight corresponding to the spiritual energy of wind.
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