“I can't say it. Now, at last, it becomes impossible for me to mouth the words -- I'm fine. I won't say anything.” — Margaret Laurence Copy Share Image
“So, if this were indeed my Final Hour, these would be my words to you. I would not claim to pass on any secret… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
“To move to a new place -- that's the greatest excitement. For a while you believe you carry nothing with you -- all is… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
When I say work I only mean writing. Everything else is just odd jobs. — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
In some families, please is described as the magic word. In our house, however, it was sorry. — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
“Too bad to deprive them, but if a person doesn't look after herself in this world, no one else is likely to.” — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
Women, as well as men, in all ages and in all places, have danced on the earth, danced the life dance, danced joy, danced… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
Will we ever reach a point when it is no longer necessary to say Them and Us? I believe we must reach that point,… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
I can't change what's happened to me in my life, or make what's not occurred take place. But I can't say I like it,… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
“Must've been off my head, wandering around the harbour so long. Didn't even get the nightgowns. Are the kids okay? Damn, I wish I… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
“Nothing is clear now. Something must be the matter with my way of viewing things. I have no middle view. Either I fix on… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
Holidays are enticing only for the first week or so. After that, it is no longer such a novelty to rise late and have… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
“And yet, for a writer of fiction, part of the heart remains that of a stranger, for what we are trying to do is… — Margaret Laurence Copy Share
