Voice Quotes by Margaret Atwood

16 Voice quotes by Margaret Atwood

Atwood’s prose often carries a sharp, layered tone, and these sixteen passages showcase her skill in shaping a voice that can be both intimate and expansive. Expect a mix of wit, warning, and wonder.

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and each of his voices left his body in a different colored soul and floated up towards the sun still singing.

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God is not the voice in the whirlwind, God is the whirlwind.

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“A voice is a human gift; it should be cherished and used. Powerlessness and silence go together.”

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I am not running for mayor yet. But if it comes to be true that people cannot voice an opinion unless they…

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I lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or…

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A voice is a human gift; it should be cherished and used, to utter fully human speech as possible. Powerlessness and silence…

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At the very least we want a witness. We can't stand the idea of our own voices falling silent finally, like a…

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Karen wasn't hard, she was soft, too soft. A soft touch. Her hair was soft, her smile was soft, her voice was…

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We all know that a book is not really a person. It isn’t a human being. But if you are a lover…

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It had helped to keep her sane, that writing. Then, when time had begun again and real people had entered it, she'd…

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You want the truth, of course. You want me to put two and two together. But two and two doesn’t necessarily get…

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As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes. Voices may reach us from it; but what…

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To live in prison is to live without mirrors. To live without mirrors is to live without the self. She is living…

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Books are frozen voices, in the same way that musical scores are frozen music. The score is a way of transmitting the…

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The male frog in mating season," said Crake, "makes as much noise as it can. The females are attracted to the male…

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Why is it we want so badly to memorialize ourselves? Even while we're still alive. We wish to assert our existence, like…

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I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me.

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“It's my fault. I am forgetting too much.”

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“There is indeed something delightful about being able to combine obedience and disobedience in the same act.”

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