There is no less holiness at this time—as you are reading this—than there was the day the Red Sea parted. . . . In any instant the sacred may wipe you with its finger. In any instant the bush may flare, your feet may rise, or you may see a bunch of souls in a tree. In any instant you may avail yourself of the power to love your enemies; to accept failure, slander, or the grief of loss; or to endure torture. Purity's time is always now.
~ Annie Dillard
Annie Dillard is one of America's finest novelists and essayists; she also is a poet. Born in 1945, she won the 1975 Pulitzer Prize for Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, her acclaimed nonfiction narrative.