Whenever there is stillness there is the still small voice, God's speaking from the whirlwind, nature's old song, and dance.
Annie DillardWe live in all we seek. The hidden shows up in too-plain sight. It lives captive on the face of the obvious - the people, events, and things of the day - to which we as sophisticated children have long since become oblivious. What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color.
Annie DillardWhy do we people in churches seem like cheerful, brainless tourists on a packaged tour of the Absolute?
Annie DillardGeography 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.
Annie Dillard