Annie Proulx Quotes

Early on in my life, I had a broken soul. I was abused by my father, abandoned by my mother and ended up in a destructive first marriage. By the time I was 23, I was broken in my soul. I didn't know how to think right. I felt wrong about everything. But God stepped into my life, and I came out on the other side and didn't even smell like smoke.

I've learned that when God promises beauty through the ashes, He means it.

If you are broken, you do not have to stay broken.

You don't know what God can do with your broken pieces until you give God your broken pieces.

God grows fragrant flowers of hope in the ashes of loss.

God is a specialist at making something useful and beautiful out of something broken and confused.

And our problems will crumble apart, the soul / blow through like a wind, and here where we live will all be clean again, with fresh bread on the table.

Each of us will have our own Fridays—those days when the universe itself seems shattered and the shards of our world lie littered about us in pieces. We all will experience those broken times when it seems we can never be put together again. We will all have our Fridays. But I testify to you in the name of the One who conquered death—Sunday will come. In the darkness of our sorrow, Sunday will come. No matter our desperation, no matter our grief, Sunday will come. In this life or the next, Sunday will come.

Love falls to earth, rises from the ground, pools around the afflicted. Love pulls people back to their feet. Bodies and souls are fed. Bones and lives heal. New blades of grass grow from charred soil. The sun rises.

You haven't been through one thing that God cannot heal you from.

Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge into the light.

I have hope in people, in individuals. Because you don't know what's going to rise from the ruins.

Sin and forgiveness and falling and getting back up and losing the pearl of great price in the couch cushions but then finding it again, and again, and again? Those are the stumbling steps to becoming Real, the only script that's really worth following in this world or the one that's coming.

I love the concept of the romance that exists when people are broken. Like, the promise of a romance when you're at the bottom. I think that's infinitely compelling and romantic.

9/11 occurs, and you're going to rebuild, and after awhile, the memory will be there, but there will be something new there, and different, and functioning, and electric.

Man is born broken. He lives by mending. The grace of God is glue.

Society mends its wounds. And that's invariably true in all the tragedies, in the comedies as well. And certainly in the histories.

We've got to rebuild human hearts - and persuade people that hope isn't just possible, but essential.

The spirit of man can endure only so much and when it is broken only a miracle can mend it.

We're not a nation divided: we're a nation broken, and anything broken can be fixed.

The story of getting better can be just as compelling as the story of falling apart.

Our task, in the aftermath of September 11, was and continues to be the transformation of the effects of evil into something beautiful and good.

Sometimes when really terrible things happen, something beautiful emerges out of it.

Life labeled me, people gave up on me, and thought that there was no hope, but God takes the people who have been cast aside and look like trash. God's in the recycling business. He recycles that trash and brings forth treasure.

We can see loss as something missing, but that missing space can be filled with something else, and that creates healing.