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? – Annie Dillard
The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out. – Annie Dillard
As soon as beauty is sought not from religion and love, but for pleasure, it degrades the seeker. – Annie Dillard
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. – Annie Dillard