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The windows of his house shone in the darkness like squares of melting butter. — Annie Proulx

Their faces were scarified in hideous whorls and dots. As for clothing, they dressed in vegetable matter. Another — Annie Proulx

The only cities were of ice, bergs with cores of beryl, blue gems within white gems, that some said gave off an odor of almonds. — Annie Proulx

You are a knowledgeable girl," he said, "and a damn good-lookin one, though upholstered. Care for a beer? — Annie Proulx

We're all strange inside. We learn how to disguise our differences as we grow up. — Annie Proulx

I think it's important to leave spaces in a story for readers to fill in from their own experience. — Annie Proulx

What we fear we often rage against. — Annie Proulx

By January it had always been winter. — Annie Proulx

You know, friend, this is a goddamn bitch of a unsatisfactory situation. — Annie Proulx

Develop craftsmanship through years of wide reading. — Annie Proulx

You know, the Chinese have forgotten more about sailing than the rest of the world ever knew. — Annie Proulx

All must pay the debt of nature. — Annie Proulx

And I think that's important, to know how the water's gone over the dam before you start to describe it. It helps to have been over the dam yourself. — Annie Proulx

I play the fiddle ... I'm not much to listen to yet, but we got no mice in our house. — Annie Proulx

As Annie Proulx is to Wyoming, so is Jane Candia Coleman to Arizona. — Clive Sinclair

One thing never changed: the brilliant charge of their infrequent couplings was darkened by the sense of time flying, never enough time, never enough. — Annie Proulx

Where are the reporters of yesteryear?' he muttered, 'the nail biting, acerbic, alcoholic nighthawk bastards who truly knew how to write? — Annie Proulx

If a piece ofknotted string can unleash the wind and if a drowned man can awaken ... then I believe a broken man can heal. — Annie Proulx

For Quoyle was a failure at loneliness, yearned to be gregarious, to know his company was a pleasure to others. — Annie Proulx

The world is a staircase," hissed the accordion maker in the darkness. "Some go up and some come down. We must ascend. — Annie Proulx

Quoyle saw his life might be spent in the company of dynasitc dogs named Warren. — Annie Proulx

Jack, in his dark camp, saw Ennis as night fire, a red spark on the huge black mass of mountain. — Annie Proulx

Later, that dozy embrace solidified in his memory as the single moment of artless, charmed happiness in their separate and difficult lives. — Annie Proulx

A spinning coin, still balanced on its rim, may fall in either direction. — Annie Proulx

The past bubbled out of his black mouth. — Annie Proulx

All them things I don't know could get you killed if I come to know them — Annie Proulx

Nothing ended, nothing begun, nothing resolved. — Annie Proulx

If you are looking for smart judging based on merit, skip the Academy Awards next year and pay attention to the Independent Spirit Awards. — Annie Proulx

The thing American people fear about corporations is that they might achieve too much power. We have an antipathy to power even as we admire it. — Annie Proulx

The forest had many edges, like a lace altarpiece. — Annie Proulx

The house was heavy around him, the pressure of the past filling the rooms like odorless gas. — Annie Proulx

In a rough way the short story writer is to the novelist as a cabinetmaker is to a house carpenter. — Annie Proulx

You know, one of the tragedies of real life is that there is no background music. — Annie Proulx

He had wanted to be a sophomore. — Annie Proulx

If you get the landscape right, the characters will step out of it, and they'll be in the right place. — Annie Proulx

It's easier to die if others around you are dying. — Annie Proulx

In every life there are events that reshape one's sense of existence. Afterward, all is different and the past is dimmed. — Annie Proulx

And so my father changed his name to William Pretty and here he grew up and led an independent life. And if it was not happy, he didn't know it. — Annie Proulx

Wonderful ... I was up all night reading it, laughing and crying out in horror ... — Annie Proulx

The interior of the station wagon smelled of human hair. — Annie Proulx

if you can't fix it you got a stand it. — Annie Proulx

There are four women in every man's heart. The Maid in the Meadow, the Demon Lover, the Stouthearted Woman, the Tall and Quiet Woman. — Annie Proulx

Strikes, eases, dies, leaves a temporary silence. — Annie Proulx

It takes a year, nephew ... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone. — Annie Proulx

Secretly he was pleased to own a horse with the sand to eat a raw cowboy. — Annie Proulx

December brought stone-silent days though a fresh odor came from the heavy sky, the smell of cold purity that was the essence of the boreal forest. So — Annie Proulx

All the travelin I ever done is going around the coffeepot looking for the handle. — Annie Proulx

Change itself is what fascinates me. I am drawn, as a moth to the flame, by edge situations, by situations of metamorphosis. — Annie Proulx

If you can't fix it, you have to stand it. — Annie Proulx

I am influenced by words and the chewiness of language — Annie Proulx

Hell was a great fiery-hot music hall, he thought, where untuned instruments scraped and shrieked in diabolical cacophany ... — Annie Proulx

I find it satisfying and intellectually stimulating to work with the intensity, brevity, balance and word play of the short story. — Annie Proulx

Warren made bursting noises under the bed. A rancorous stench. Dog Farts Fell Family of Four. — Annie Proulx

Home after midnight from a debate on the wording of a minor municipal bylaw on bottle recycling, he felt like he was a pin in the hinge of power. — Annie Proulx

That old, cold time on the mountain when they owned the world and nothing seemed wrong .. — Annie Proulx

The room stank of semen and smoke and sweat and whiskey, of old carpet and sour hay, saddle leather, shit and cheap soap. — Annie Proulx

He had a feel for silence, for leading to an unsounded note the listener yearned for ... — Annie Proulx

And he would wake sometimes in grief, sometimes with the old sense of joy and release; the pillow sometimes wet, sometimes the sheets. — Annie Proulx

And it may be that love sometimes occurs without pain or misery. — Annie Proulx

The long horizon, the lunging, clotted sea like a swinging door opening, closing, opening. — Annie Proulx

Ordinary parties, he thought, were subtle games of sexual and social badminton ... — Annie Proulx

I would rather be dead than not read — Annie Proulx

Their silence comfortable. Something unfolding. But what? Not love, which wrenched and wounded. Not love, which came only once. — Annie Proulx

Anyway, there's something wrong with everybody and it's up to you to know what you can handle. — Annie Proulx

There was a month of fiery happiness. Then six kinked years of suffering. — Annie Proulx