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We sleep to time’s hurdy-gurdy; we wake, if we ever wake, to the silence of God.  And then, when we wake to the deep shores of time uncreated, then when the dazzling dark breaks over the far slopes of time, then it’s time to toss things, like our reason and our will; then it’s time to break our necks for home.

There are no events but thoughts and the heart’s hard turning, the heart’s slow learning where to love and whom.  The rest is merely gossip, and tales for other times.

~ Annie Dillard, Holy the Firm

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