“I was nervous. How was I to know he loved me? It might be just an affair. Why did we ever say… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“He had been with me, but he wasn't with me now, we had been walking along a street like this one and… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The prospect of his future life stretched before him like a sentence; not a prison sentence but a long-winded sentence with a… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“These men, we’ve been told, are like war criminals. It’s no excuse that what they did was legal at the time: their… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Their mother died early, and not in a good way. Not that anyone dies in a good way, Tin footnotes to himself,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“He's got his cigarette going. He offers her one; this time she takes it. Brief match-flare insider their cupped hands. Red finger-ends.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“His time, what a bankrupt idea, as if he’s been given a box of time belonging to him alone, stuffed to the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I lie, then, inside the room, under the plaster eye in the ceiling, behind the white curtains, between the sheets, neatly as… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
As William Gibson says, the future is already here but it's lumpy. It's unevenly distributed. Some people are already living this, the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
So this was the rest of his life. It felt like a party to which he'd been invited, but at an address… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
We are silent, considering shortfalls. There's not much time left, for us to become what we once intended. Jon had potential, but… — 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
