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Writer's pictureTimothy S. Colman

Annie Dillard




The death of self of which the great writers speak is no violent act. 


It is merely the joining of the great rock heart of the earth in its roll.


 It is merely the slow cessation of the will's spirits and the intellect's chatter: 


it is waiting like a hollow bell with a stilled tongue. 



The waiting itself is the thing.


  - Annie Dillard

from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek



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