Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
and each of his voices left his body in a different colored soul and floated up towards the sun still singing. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
There's something to be said for hunger: at least it lets you know you're still alive. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I am afraid of falling into hopeless despair, over my wasted life, and I am still not sure how it happened. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
After everything that's happened, how can the world still be so beautiful? Because it is. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Time has not stood still. It has washed over me, washed me away, as if I'm nothing more than a woman of… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
These things you did were like prayers; you did them and you hoped they would save you. And for the most part… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
And yes, I know it's you; and that is what we will come to, sooner or later, when it's even darker than… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Glenn used to say the reason you can't really imagine yourself being dead was that as soon as you say, 'I'll be… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
In high school, in 1956, at the age of sixteen, we were not taught "creative writing." We were taught literature and grammar.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Every habit he's ever had is still there in his body, lying dormant like flowers in the desert. Given the right conditions,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
My own view of myself was that I was small and innocuous, a marshmallow compared to the others. I was a poor… — 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
I no longer feel I'll be dead by thirty; now it's sixty. I suppose these deadlines we set for ourselves are really… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Some of the old diseases that we think are gone - case in point, measles - are back, now that somebody has… — 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
Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
When they came to harvest my corpse (open your mouth, close your eyes) cut my body from the rope, surprise, surprise: I… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I wish you good writing and good luck. Even if you've already done the good writing, you'll still need the good luck.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year’s threshold and unlocking, where the past… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
When we're young, we like happy endings. When we're a little older, we think happy endings are unrealistic and so we prefer… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
One of the gravestones in the cemetery near the earliest church has an anchor on it and an hourglass, and the words… — 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
