History, as I recall, was never this winsome, and especially not this clean, but the real thing would never sell: most people… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
You think you have the amount of money that is your credit limit. We're just wired to think that, you know? Until… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Feathers," he says. They ask this question at least once a week. He gives the same answer. Even over such a short… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Is that how we lived, then? But we lived as usual. Everyone does, most of the time. Whatever is going on is… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I have a fork and a spoon, but never a knife. When there’s meat they cut it up for me ahead of… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
He doesn't know which is worse, a past he can't regain or a present that will destroy him if he looks at… — 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
“He could never get used to her, she was fresh every time, she was a casketful of secrets. Any moment now she… — 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
“A space-time, between here and now and there and then, puncuated by dinner” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Thus the time passed. Toby stopped counting it. In any case, time is not a thing that passes, said Pilar: it’s a… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Sanity is a valuable possession; I hoard it the way people once hoarded money. I save it, so I will have enough,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“This may not seem ordinary to you now, but after a time it will. It will become ordinary.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
It's a critical fallacy of our times ... that a writer should 'grow,' 'change,' or 'develop.' This fallacy causes us to expect… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
My favorite author's question of all time - because it's so simple to answer ... 'Is your hair really like that, or… — 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
When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“I sink down into my body as into a swamp, fenland, where only I know the footing. Treacherous ground, my own territory.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Don't cry any more, she tells herself. Just do one thing at a time. Get from hour to hour and day to… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
If a god showed up every time you put a quarter in the prayer slot it wouldn't be God, it would be… — 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
