“Already my childhood seemed far away—a remote age, faded and bittersweet, like dried flowers. Did I regret its loss, did I want… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Stick a shovel in the ground almost anywhere and some horrible thing or other will come to light.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“How I would like to have them back, those pointless afternoons - the boredom, the aimlessness, the unformed possibilities.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Sometimes there would be couples, arm in arm—laughing, happy, amorous. Victims of an enormous fraud, and at the same time its perpetrators,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“The ancestral voices were prophesying war because ancestral voices never shut up, and they hate to be wrong, and war is a… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Already they're the objects of narrow sideways looks, as if they had something to do with it; already they've assumed the cornered,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I didn't know I was about to be left with her idea of me; with her idea of my goodness pinned onto… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“The poems that used to entrance me in the days of Miss Violence now struck me as overdone and sickly. Alas, burthen,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“What did they want from it? Lechery, smut, confirmation of their worst suspicions. But perhaps some of them wanted, despite themselves, to… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“She stubs out her cigarette in the brown glass ashtray, then settles herself against him, ear to his chest. She likes to… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I wonder which is preferable, to walk around all your life swollen up with your own secrets until you burst from the… — 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
