Annie Dillard

I alternate between thinking of the planet as home - dear and familiar stone hearth and garden - and as a hard land of exile in which we are all sojourners. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#life #sojourn #life

I would like to learn, or remember, how to live. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#how #i #learn #like #live

Knowing you are alive is watching on every side your generation's short time falling away as fast as rivers drop through air, and feeling it hit. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#death #life #passage #time #death

Nature's silence is its one remark, and every flake of world is a chip off that old mute and immutable block. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#nature

For writing a first draft requires from the writer a peculiar internal state which ordinary life does not induce. ... how to set yourself spinning? ↗

— Annie Dillard

#life

We still & always want waking. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#life

If I did not know about God and sin, would I go to hell?" "No", said the priest, "not if you did not know." "Then why," asked the Eskimo earnestly, "did you tell me? ↗

— Annie Dillard

#religion

Beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#beauty #grace #beauty

So it is that a writer writes many books. In each book, he intended several urgent and vivid points, many of which he sacrificed as the book's form hardened. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#readers-and-writers #reading #writing #writing-craft #writing-process

Under her high brows, she eyed him straight on and straight across. She had gone to girls' schools, he recalled later. Those girls looked straight at you. ↗

— Annie Dillard

#women #education