Poetry isn't written from the idea down. It's written from the phrase, line and stanza up, which is different from what your… — 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
Time is not a line but a dimension, like the dimensions of space. If you can bend space you can bend time… — 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
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
Don't be married to a line or verse if it can't rhyme, fit the meter, or doesn't fit the outline. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Men are not to be told anything they might find too painful; the secret depths of human nature, the sordid physicalities, might… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
We have begun to slam doors, and to throw things. I throw my purse, an ashtray, a package of chocolate chips, which… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Every budding dictatorship begins by muzzling the artists, because they're a mouthy lot and they don't line up and salute very easily. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I'm working on my own life story. I don't mean I'm putting it together; no, I'm taking it apart. If you'd wanted… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Like many modern poets, I tend to conceal rhymes by placing them in the middle of lines, and to avoid immediate alliteration… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Write down the thoughts and even more, write down a specific line. If you don't, it'll fly away forever. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Why is it he feels some line has been crossed, some boundary transgressed? How much is too much, how far is too… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
There were no men in this painting, but it was about men, the kind who caused women to fall. I did not… — 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
