he might die for her, but living for her would be quite different. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
There would be no Sherlock Holmes if it were not for serial publication. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Neither of us says the word love, not once. It would be tempting fate; it would be romance, bad luck. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Without the protection of surliness and levity, all children would be crushed by the past—the past of others, loaded onto their shoulders.… — 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
It's a lifelong failing: she has never been prepared. But how can you have a sense of wonder if you're prepared for… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
That was when they suspended the Constitution. They said it would be temporary. There wasn't even any rioting in the streets. People… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
In theory I can do almost anything; certainly I have been told how. In practice I do as little as possible. I… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
... all this talking, this rather liquid confessing, was something I didn't think I could ever bring myself to do. It seemed… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
We have to rethink our whole energy approach, which is hard to do because we're so dependent on oil, not just for… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
Like all twenty-one-year-old poets, I thought I would be dead by thirty, and Sylvia Plath had not set a helpful example. For… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I could see how you could do extreme things for the person you loved. Adam One said that when you loved a… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
If we read books all the time we would be very unhealthy, as we would not get any fresh air, exercise, or… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
In the First World War, people would be receiving letters from loved ones who had been dead for weeks, and they would… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
For an instant she felt them, their identities, almost their substance, pass over her head like a wave. At some time she… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
What is it the I'll want from you? Not love: that would be too much to ask. Not forgiveness, which isn't yours… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
You always think, 'Oh, if only I had a little chalet in the mountains! How great that would be and I'd do… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
And sometimes it happened, for a time. That kind of love comes and goes and is hard to remember afterwards, like pain.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
But thoughtless ingratitude is the armour of the young; without it, how would they ever get through life? The old wish the… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I did not know that 'poetess' was an insult, and that I myself would some day be called one. I did not… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
I thought everyone would be familiar with this figure: if I'd studied a thing in school I assumed it was general knowledge.… — 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
