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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
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
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
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
The past bubbled out of his black mouth.
— 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
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
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
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
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
The long horizon, the lunging, clotted sea like a swinging door opening, closing, opening.
— 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