But I began then to think of time as having a shape, something you could see, like a series of liquid transparencies,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
While in a vintage restaurant..."the past isn't quaint while you're in it. Only at a safe distance, later, when you see it… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
What I need is perspective. The illusion of depth, created by a frame, the arrangement of shapes on a flat surface. Perspective… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I sink down into my body as into a swamp, fenland, where only I know the footing…. I’m a cloud, congealed around… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Because you are never here but always there, I forget not you but what you look like You drift down the street… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I wish this story were different. I wish it were more civilized. I wish it showed me in a better light, if… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Then we had the irises, rising beautiful and cool on their tall stalks, like blown glass, like pastel water momentarily frozen in… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I have always known that there were spellbinding evil parts for women. For one thing, I was taken at an early age… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“It’s impossible to say a thing exactly the way it was, because what you say can never be exact, you always have… — 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
