What’s a book-pod? I’m glad you asked! It’s a short podcast episode about a book. It’s my way to introduce you, the kind soul reading these words, to a book that I enjoyed and want to recommend.
Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. Harper, 1974.
Quotes dropped in this book-pod
I think that the dying pray at the last not please but thank you, as a guest thanks his host at the door. Falling from airplanes the people are crying thank you, thank you, all down the air; and the cold carriages draw up for them on the rocks. Divinity is not playful. The universe was not made in jest but in solemn incomprehensible earnest. By a power that is unfathomably secret, and holy, and fleet. There is nothing to be done about it, but ignore it, or see. And then you walk fearlessly, eating what you must, growing wherever you can, like the monk on the road who knows precisely how vulnerable he is, who takes no comfort among death-forgetting men, and who carries his vision of vastness and might around in his tunic like a live coal which neither burns nor warms him, but with which he will not part.
~ from Pilgrim at Tinker Creek