Annie Dillard

Introduction "How did you feel?" my professor inquired. I didn't know what he meant. "When you cUcked the shutter, what were you feeling?" he asked, referring to a photograph of mine projected on the screen. "You connected with something there. Think about what it was. Pay attention to it next...

When everything else has gone from my brain—the President's name, the state capitals, the neighborhoods where I lived, and then my own name and what it was on earth I sought, and then at length the faces of my friends, and finally the faces of my family—when all this has dissolved, what will...