The life of sensation is the life of greed; it requires more and more. The life of the spirit requires less and… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The secret is not to write about what you love best, but about what you, alone, love at all. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The sensation of writing a book is the sensation of spinning, blinded by love and daring. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Why are we reading, if not in hope of beauty laid bare, life heightened and its deepest mystery probed? — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
People love pretty much the same things best. A writer looking for subject inquires not after what he loves best, but after… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“There are 1,198,500,000 people alive now in China. To get a feel for what that means, simply take yourself - in all… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“People love the good not much less than the beautiful, and the happy as well, or even just the living, for the… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Love so sprang at her, she honestly thought no one had ever looked into it. Where was it in literature? Someone would… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
If we listened to our intellect, we’d never have a love affair... or go into business. You’ve got to jump off cliffs… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“Do women in love feel as men do? Do men love as women love? His virgin bride shared her pipe-frame bed all… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
I am sorry I ran from you. I am still running, running from that knowledge, that eye, that love from which there… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The sensation of writing a book is the sensation of spinning, blinded by love and daring. It is the sensation of a… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
It's about waking up. A child wakes up over and over again, and notices that she's living. She dreams along, loving the… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“In the deeps are the violence and terror of which psychology has warned us. But if you ride these monsters deeper down,… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The mind wants to live forever, or to learn a very good reason why not. The mind wants the world to return… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“Decade's reading had justified his guess that men and women perceive love identically save for, say, five percent. Reading books by men… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
We are most deeply asleep at the switch when we fancy we control any switches at all. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The mind wants the world to return its love, or its awareness; the mind wants to know all the world, and all… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The more you read, the more you will write. The better the stuff you read, the better the stuff you will write. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“This is a spendthrift economy; though nothing is lost, all is spent.” — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Nothing moves a woman so deeply as the boyhood of the man she loves. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
We live in all we seek. The hidden shows up in too-plain sight. It lives captive on the face of the obvious - the… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“...The mockingbird took a single step into the air and dropped. His wings were still folded against his sides as though he were singing… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“Father had stretched out his long legs and was tilting back in his chair. Mother sat with her knees crossed, in blue slacks, smoking… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
It should surprise no one that the life of the writer - such as it is - is colorless to the point of sensory… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
It is madness to wear ladies' straw hats and velvet hats to church; we should all be wearing crash helmets. Ushers should issue life… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The sense impressions of one-celled animals are not edited for the brain. This is philosophically interesting in a rather mournful way, since it means… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“What can we make of the inexpressible joy of children? It is a kind of gratitude, I think—the gratitude of the ten-year-old who wakes… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
