“...The devil had long ago taken a shine to Tert Card, filled him like a cream horn with itch and irritation. His… — E. Annie Proulx (Author Copy Share Image
“The long horizon, the lunging, clotted sea like a swinging door opening, closing, opening.” — Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
“What do you think,' she said. Her voice was rapid. 'You want to marry me, don't you? Don't you think you want… — E. Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
“You all know we are only passing by. We only walk over these stones a few times, our boats float a little… — Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
“The tide was still on the ebb in that complex swell and fall of water against land, as though a great heart… — Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
“All the complex wires of life were stripped out and he could see the structure of life. Nothing but rock and sea,… — Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
