“Where I am is not a prison but a privilege, as Aunt Lydia said, who is in love with either/or.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
There is more than one kind of freedom," said Aunt Lydia. "Freedom to and freedom from. In the days of anarchy, it… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Modesty is invisibility, said Aunt Lydia. Never forget it. To be seen – to be seen – is to be – her… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I've learned to do without a lot of things. If you have a lot of things, said Aunt Lydia, you get too… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Modesty is invisibility, said Aunt Lydia. Never forget it. To be seen—to be seen—is to be—her voice trembled—penetrated. What you must be,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Pen Is Envy, Aunt Lydia would say, quoting another Center motto, warning us away from such objects. And they were right, it… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Ordinary, said Aunt Lydia, is what you are used to. This may not seem ordinary to you now, but after a time… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“They seemed to be able to choose. We seemed to be able to choose, then. We were a society dying, said Aunt… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“The pen between my fingers is sensuous, alive almost, I can feel its power, the power of the words it contains. Pen… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“...women on their own, making up their minds. They wore blouses with buttons down the front that suggested the possibilities of the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“The summer dresses are unpacked and hanging in the closet, two of them, pure cotton, which is better than synthetics like the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I walk to the corner and wait. I used to be bad at waiting. They also serve who only stand and wait,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“There is something powerful in the whispering of obscenities, about those in power. There’s something delightful about it, something naughty, secretive, forbidden,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I remember the rules, rules that were never spelled out but every woman knew: Don't open your door to a stranger, even… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“There is more than one kind of freedom, said Aunt Lydia. Freedom to and freedom from. In the days of anarchy, it… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I'm fine," said Pilar, "for the moment. And the moment is the only time we can be fine in.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“Mary: Some call this "Eve's curse," but I think that is stupid because the real curse of Eve was having to put up with… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“The birds were singing around me, but I reflected that the very birds were strangers to me, for I did not even know their… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“Strange how we decorate pain. These ribbons, for instance, and the small hard teardrops of blood. Who are they for? Do we think the… — margaret atwood Copy Share
I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“Back at home they drew the curtains and read, with disapproval, with relish, with avidity and glee - even the ones who'd never thought… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
All fiction is about people, unless it's about rabbits pretending to be people. It's all essentially characters in action, which means characters moving through… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“Simon walks back to the house alone. The night is clear and warm, with a moon, almost full, enclosed in a nimbus of mist;… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“There is indeed something delightful about being able to combine obedience and disobedience in the same act.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“Every time the women appear, Snowman is astonished all over again. They're every known colour from the deepest black to whitest white, they're various… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
Once you publish a book, it is out of your control. You cannot dictate how people read it. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us, the more we believed in Love, abstract and total. We were waiting,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“She knows she's deceiving herself about that, but she prefers to deceive herself. She desperately needs to believe such pure joy is still possible.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
