“It has taken so little time to change our minds, about things like this. Then” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Literature is not only a mirror; it is a map, a geography of the mind. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“It was as if they could read each other’s minds. No, not minds: each other’s mindlessness.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Why does the mind do such things? Turn on us, rend us, dig the claws in. If you get hungry enough, they… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“He doesn't mind this, I thought. He doesn't mind it at all. Maybe he even likes it. We are not each other's,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Would that be me you're addressing? said McDermott. No it would not, I said with a cool manner as I walked by… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“He feels the need to hear a human voice—a fully human voice like his own. Sometimes he laughs like a hyena or… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“He doesn’t mind this, I thought. He doesn’t mind it at all. Maybe he even likes it. We are not each other’s,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Come away with me, he said, we will live on a desert island. I said, I am a desert island. It was… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
But who can remember pain, once its over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
One good maxim to keep in mind, and I can't remember who said it, "You meet the same people on the way… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“...women on their own, making up their minds. They wore blouses with buttons down the front that suggested the possibilities of the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Imagine a famine. Now imagine a piece of bread. Both of these things are real but you happen to be in the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“The imprint left on her mind by the long famished body that had seemed in the darkness to consist of nothing by… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Whatever the scientists may come up with, writers and artists will continue to portray altered mental states, simply because few aspects of… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Perhaps her mind is slipping, perhaps she's going off the tracks, perhaps she is coming unhinged. Unhinged, like a broken door, like… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“When did the body first set out on its own adventures? Snowman thinks; after having ditched its old travelling companions, the mind… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I wait, washed, brushed, fed, like a prize pig. Sometime in the eighties they invented pig balls, for pigs who were being… — 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
And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“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
“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
“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
I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“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
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
“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
“There is indeed something delightful about being able to combine obedience and disobedience in the same act.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“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
Once you publish a book, it is out of your control. You cannot dictate how people read it. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us, the more we believed in Love, abstract and total. We were waiting,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
“She knows she's deceiving herself about that, but she prefers to deceive herself. She desperately needs to believe such pure joy is still possible.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share
