Every utopia - let's just stick with the literary ones - faces the same problem: What do you do with the people… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
He stops, looks up at this window, and I can see the white oblong of his face. We look at each other.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Old lovers go the way of old photographs, bleaching out gradually as in a slow bath of acid: first the moles and… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I see that there will be no end to imperfection, or to doing things the wrong way. Even if you grow up,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
To live in prison is to live without mirrors. To live without mirrors is to live without the self. She is living… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
While he writes, I feel as if he is drawing me; or not drawing me, drawing on me - drawing on my… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I think of bad news as a huge bird, with the wings of a crow and the face of my Grade Four… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Because you are never here but always there, I forget not you but what you look like You drift down the street… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The world is being run by people my age, men my age, with falling-out hair and health worries, and it frightens me.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Writers are much better behaved nowadays, for a couple of reasons. Once upon a time nobody was thinking of a career, unless… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The Three of them were beautiful, in the way all girls of that age are beautiful. It can't be helped, that sort… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
They are hypocrites, they think the Church is a cage to keep God in, so he will stay locked up there and… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
What I need is perspective. The illusion of depth, created by a frame, the arrangement of shapes on a flat surface. Perspective… — 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
