Time rises and rises, and when it reaches the level of your eyes you drown. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Axiom: you are a sea. Your eye- lids curve over chaos My hands where they touch you, create small inhabited islands soon… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Where do you draw the line, between love and greed? We never did know, we always wanted more. We want to take… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Fatigue is here, in my body, in my legs and eyes. That is what gets you in the end. Faith is only… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Keep an eye on the weather, which is changing faster than predicted, and on the new diseases escaping or being made, even… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
All fathers are invisible in daytime; daytime is ruled by mothers and fathers come out at night. Darkness brings home fathers, with… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Every ending is arbitrary, because the end is where you write The end. A period, a dot of punctuation, a point of… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Why can't I believe? she asked the darkness. Behind her eyelids she saw an animal. It was golden colour, with gentle green… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
But we still find the world astounding, we can't get enough of it; even as it shrivels, even as its many lights… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
All Creatures know that some must die That all the rest may take and eat; Sooner or later, all transform Their blood… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
When they came to harvest my corpse (open your mouth, close your eyes) cut my body from the rope, surprise, surprise: I… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
No more photos. Surely there are enough. No more shadows of myself thrown by light onto pieces of paper, onto squares of… — 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
