For the few dear readers I have, I am adamantly and vehemently advocating this book.
Annie Dillard made residence in a one room log house in the Puget Sound in 1975 with the intention for two years of writing something meaningful and deep, something worthy of God. And on this island, I believe she did just that. Though it's not always easy to follow, this slim book is riddled with profound statements of life and the world surrounding us. It often reads more akin to unconscious thought moving sometimes fluidly and at other times rapidly and disconnected. Either way, this is one of those books that OUGHT to be read!
"There is always the temptation in life to diddle around making itsy-bitsy friends and meals and journeys for years on end. It is all so self conscience, so apparently moral...But I won't have it. The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous...more extravagant and bright. We are...raising tomatoes when we should be raising Cain, or Lazarus."
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