Geburtsdatum | Montag, 30. April 1945 |
Geburtsort | Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. |
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Beschreibung | Annie Dillard (geboren am 30. April 1945) ist eine US-amerikanische Schriftstellerin, die vor allem für ihre erzählende Prosa in Belletristik und Sachbüchern bekannt ist. Sie hat Gedichte, Essays, Prosa und Literaturkritiken sowie zwei Romane und eine Memoiren veröffentlicht. Ihr 1974 erschienenes Werk Pilgrim at Tinker Creek wurde 1975 mit dem Pulitzer-Preis für Sachbücher ausgezeichnet. Ab 1980 lehrte Dillard 21 Jahre lang an der englischen Fakultät der Wesleyan University in Middletown, Connecticut. |
It is ironic that the one thing that all religions recognize as separating us from our creator, our very self-consciousness, is also the one thing that divides us from our fellow creatures. It was a bitter birthday present from evolution.
People love pretty much the same things best. A writer looking for subjects inquires not after what he loves best, but after what he alone loves at all.
Buddhism notes that it is always a mistake to think your soul can go it alone.
You can't test courage cautiously.
Appealing workplaces are to be avoided. One wants a room with no view, so imagination can meet memory in the dark.
Eskimo: 'If I did not know about God and sin, would I go to hell?' Priest: 'No, not if you did not know.' Eskimo: 'Then why did you tell me?'
There is a certain age at which a child looks at you in all earnestness and delivers a long, pleased speech in all the true inflections of spoken English, but with not one recognizable syllable.
As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker.
I would like to learn, or remember, how to live.
It's a little silly to finally learn how to write at this age. But I long ago realized I was secretly sincere.
