Writing... is an act of faith: I believe it's also an act of hope, the hope that things can get better than… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
All I can hope for is a reconstruction: the way love feels is always only approximate. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
...we must be a beacon of hope, because if you tell people there's nothing they can do, they will do worse than… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Here is a handful of shadow I have brought back to you: this decay, this hope, this mouth- ful of dirt, this… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Then sail, my fine lady, on the billowing wave - The water below is as dark as the grave, And maybe you'll… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
One of the gravestones in the cemetery near the earliest church has an anchor on it and an hourglass, and the words… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Not a hope. I know where I am, and who, and what day it is. These are the tests, and I am… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Hope drives us to invent new fixes for old messes, which in turn create ever more dangerous messes. Hope elects the politician… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“…Homo sapiens doesn’t seem able to cut himself off at the supply end. He’s one of the few species that doesn’t limit… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Men can imagine their own deaths, they can see them coming, and the mere though of impending death acts like an aphrodisiac.… — 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