The animals have no need for speech, why talk when you are a word. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“In this country you can say what you like because no one will listen to you anyway” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Touch comes before sight, before speech. It is the first language and the last, and it always tells the truth. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“speech to him was a task, a battle, words mustered behind his beard and issued one at a time, heavy and square… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
A voice is a human gift; it should be cherished and used, to utter fully human speech as possible. Powerlessness and silence… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I wait. I compose myself. My self is a thing I must now compose, as one composes a speech. What I must… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I wait. I compose myself. My self is a thing I now must compose, as one composes a speech. What I must… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“If you can call it talking, these clipped whispers, projected through the funnels of our white wings. It’s more like a telegram,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Communications technology changes possibilities for communication, but that doesn't mean it changes the inherited structure of the brain. So you may think… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
As an artist your first loyalty is to your art. Unless this is the case, you're going to be a second-rate artist.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“This is a word we use to plug holes with. It’s the right size for those warm blanks in speech, for those… — 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 Image
And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“There is indeed something delightful about being able to combine obedience and disobedience in the same act.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“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 Image
