I'm working on my own life story. I don't mean I'm putting it together; no, I'm taking it apart. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Maybe sadness was a kind of hunger, she thought. Maybe the two went together. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
A voice is a human gift; it should be cherished and used, to utter fully human speech as possible. Powerlessness and silence… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
One and one and one and one doesn't equal four. Each one remains unique, there is no way of joining them together.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
You want the truth, of course. You want me to put two and two together. But two and two doesn’t necessarily get… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Make the verses flow together. If a following verse has nothing to do with the previous, you may lose our listener/reader. You… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
A wave of blood goes up to my head, my stomach shrinks together, as if something dangerous has just missed hitting me.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
The film [Payback: Debt and the Shadow Side of Wealth] opens with an Albanian blood feud and goes on to delve into,… — 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'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
She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation. In spirit she walks the city, traces its labyrinths, its dingy mazes: each… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Home is where the heart is, I thought now, gathering myself together in Betty's Luncheonette. I had no heart any more, it… — 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