“Orpheus 2 He has been trying to sing Love into existence again And he has failed.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Maybe the life I think I'm living is a paranoid delusion...Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Mouth to mouth I'm bringing you back to life. Why did you drown like that without telling? What numbed you? What rose… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Then they fell from a joyous life in the moment into the anxious contemplation of the vanished past and the distant future.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
She wasn't ready to settle down, she told her friends. That was one way of putting it. Another was would have been… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“She talks with wolves, without knowing what sort of beasts they are: Where have you been all my life? they ask. Where… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
By telling you anything at all I'm at least believing in you, believe you're there, I believe you into being. Because I'm… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
But my dreaming self refuses to be consoled. It continues to wander, aimless, homeless, alone. It cannot be convinced of its safety… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“But people will do anything rather than admit that their lives have no meaning. No” — 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
“As a species we’re pathetic in that way: imperfectly monogamous. If we could only pair-bond for life, like gibbons, or else opt… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“He could never get used to her, she was fresh every time, she was a casketful of secrets. Any moment now she… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I think that this is what God must look like: an egg. The life of the moon may not be on the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I would like to believe this is a story I’m telling. I need to believe it. I must believe it. Those who… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I would like to believe this is a story I'm telling. I need to believe it. I must believe it. Those who… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
All observations of life are harsh, because life is. I lament that fact, but I cannot change it. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I keep on going with this sad and hungry and sordid, this limping and mutilated story, because after all I want you… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Luke was in the living room. He put his arms around me. We were both feeling miserable. How were we to know… — 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
