What is important is the moment of opening a life and feeling it touch--with an electric hiss and cry--this speckled mineral sphere, our present world.
Annie DillardRead
The world is wider in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright. We are making hay when we should be making whoopee; we are raising tomatoes when we should be raising Cain and Lazarus.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the missed opportunities and richer experiences that life offers, urging us to embrace a more vibrant existence.
Annie Dillard's quote invites us to reflect on the richness of the world around us and challenges us to pursue more meaningful and joyful activities. It suggests that instead of being preoccupied with mundane tasks, we should seek out deeper experiences and passions that truly invigorate our lives, as there is so much more to life than the basic duties we often prioritize.
In practice
In a motivational speech about embracing life, one might quote Dillard to emphasize the importance of living fully.
What is important is the moment of opening a life and feeling it touch--with an electric hiss and cry--this speckled mineral sphere, our present world.
Geography is the key, the crucial accident of birth. A piece of protein could be a snail, a sea lion, or a systems analyst, but it had to start somewhere. This is not science; it is merely metaphor. And the landscape in which the protein "starts" shapes its end as surely as bowls shape water.
Buddhism notes that it is always a mistake to think your soul can go it alone.
Similarly, the impulse to keep to yourself what you have learned is not only shameful, it is destructive. Anything you do not give freely and abundantly becomes lost to you. You open your safe and find ashes.
It is difficult to undo our own damage, and to recall to our presence that which we have asked to leave. It is hard to desecrate a grove and change your mind. The very holy mountains are keeping mum. We doused the burning bush and cannot rekindle it; we are lighting matches in vain under every green tree.
To crank myself up I stood on a jack and ran myself up. I tightened myself like a bolt. I inserted myself in a vise-clamp and wound the handle till the pressure built. I drank coffee in titrated doses. It was a tricky business, requiring the finely tuned judgment of a skilled anesthesiologist. There was a tiny range within which coffee was effective, short of which it was useless, and beyond which, fatal.
For he who has died has been freed from sin...14 For sin shall not have dominion over you, for you are not under law but under grace.
Whole new theories of money were growing here like mushrooms: in the dark and based on bullshit.
In a man devoted to knowledge, pity seems almost ridiculous, like delicate hands on a cyclops.
We must cultivate a universal responsibility toward each other and extend it to the planet that we have to share
Treating an identity as an illness invites real illness to make a braver stand.
In Trinidad, where as new arrivals we were a disadvantaged community, that excluding idea was a kind of protection; it enabled us - for the time being, and only for the time being - to live in our own way and according to our own rules, to live in our own fading India.
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