“The secret of seeing is, then the pearl of great price. If I thought he could teach me to find it and… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Last forever!' Who hasn't prayed that prayer? You were lucky to get it in the first place. The present is a freely… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
By dipping us children in the Bible so often, they hoped, I think, to give our lives a serious tint, and to… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
I think the dying pray at the last not "please," but "thank you," as a guest thanks his host at the door. — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
I think that the dying pray at the last not please but thank you, as a guest thanks his host at the… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“Goethe’s Faust risks all if he should cry to the moment, the 'augenblick', “Verweile doch!” “Last forever!” Who hasn’t prayed that prayer?… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“I have often noticed that these things, which obsess me, neither bother nor impress other people even slightly. I am horribly apt… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
The silence is all there is. It is the alpha and the omega, it is God's brooding over the face of the… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
You can serve or you can sing, and wreck your heart in prayer, working the world's hard work. — 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
