Edna Annie Proulx (b. August 22, 1935) is 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. Her second novel, The Shipping News (1993), won both the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction and the U.S. National Book Award for Fiction and was adapted as a 2001 film of the same name. Her short story "Brokeback Mountain" was adapted as an Academy Award, BAFTA and Golden Globe Award-winning major motion picture released in 2005. She won the PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction for her first novel, Postcards. (Click here for full Wikipedia article)
A spinning coin, still balanced on its rim, may fall in either direction.
All the travelin I ever done is going around the coffeepot looking for the handle.
And it may be that love sometimes occurs without pain or misery.
Anyway, there's something wrong with everybody and it's up to you to know what you can handle.
I wish I knew how to quit you.
If you can't fix it you've got to stand it.
It takes a year... a full turn of the calendar, to get over losing someone.
It's easier to die if others around you are dying.
One of the tragedies of real life is that there is no background music.
Only earth and sky matter. Only the endlessly repeated flood of morning light. You begin to see that God does not owe us much beyond that.
Ordinary parties... were subtle games of sexual and social badminton...
The world is a staircase. Some go up and some come down. We must ascend.
We face up to awful things because we can't go around them, or forget them.
We're all strange inside. We learn how to disguise our differences as we grow up.
What we fear we often rage against.
What we have to get over, somehow we do. Even the worst things.
Where are the reporters of yesteryear? The nail biting, acerbic, alcoholic nighthawk bastards who truly knew how to write?