Annie Proulx
Annie Proulx
Edna Ann Proulxis an American journalist and author. She has written most frequently as Annie Proulx but has also used the names E. Annie Proulx and E.A. Proulx...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth22 August 1935
CountryUnited States of America
movie romantic real-love
I wish I knew how to quit you.
up-to-you handle knows
Anyway, there's something wrong with everybody and it's up to you to know what you can handle.
growing-up differences strange
We're all strange inside. We learn how to disguise our differences as we grow up.
adversity thinking water
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.
rain hair rocks
Walking on the land or digging in the fine soil I am intensely aware that time quivers slightly, changes occurring in imperceptible and minute ways, accumulating so subtly that they seem not to exist. Yet the tiny shifts in everything--cell replication, the rain of dust motes, lengthening hair, wind-pushed rocks--press inexorably on and on.
dying easier dies
It's easier to die if others around you are dying.
hands eggs giving
I didn't have a chance to buy you anything," she said, then held both closed hands toward him. Uncurled her fingers. In each cupped palm a brown egg. He took them. They were cold. He thought it a tender, wonderful thing to do. She had given him something, the eggs, after all, only a symbol, but they had come from her hands as a gift. To him. It didn't matter that he'd bought them himself at the supermarket the day before. He imagined she understood him, that she had to love him to know that it was the outstreched hands, the giving, that mattered.
done handle
All the travelin I ever done is going around the coffeepot looking for the handle.
party games ordinary
Ordinary parties, he thought, were subtle games of sexual and social badminton...
rage
What we fear we often rage against.
house insightful stories
In a rough way the short story writer is to the novelist as a cabinetmaker is to a house carpenter.