Because I am a mother, I am capable of being shocked: as I never was when I was not one. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
His father was self-made, but his mother was constructed by others, and such edifices are notoriously fragile. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Besides, who would think of marrying a mothball? A question my mother put to me often, later, in other forms.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Your friend is intellectually honourable," Jimmy's mother would say. "He doesn't lie to himself. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Happy as a clam, is what my mother says for happy. I am happy as a clam: hard-shelled, firmly closed. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Most mothers worry when their daughters reach adolescence but I was the opposite. I relaxed, I sighed with relief. Little girls are… — 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
What fabrications they are, mothers. Scarecrows, wax dolls for us to stick pins into, crude diagrams. We deny them an existence of… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
No mother is ever, completely, a child's idea of what a mother should be, and I suppose it works the other way… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“No mother is ever, completely, a child’s idea of what a mother should be, and I suppose it works the other way… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Women are human beings, and human beings are a very mixed lot. I've always been against the idea that women were Victorian… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“No mother is ever, completely, a child’s idea of what a mother should be, and I suppose it works the other way… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Sometimes she would cry. I was so lonely, she'd say. You have no idea how lonely I was. And I had friends,… — 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 heights, but each one of them is admirably proportioned. Each is sound of tooth, smooth of skin. No ripples of fat around their waists, no bulges, no dimpled orange-skin cellulite on their thighs. No body hair,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
