Blood Quote by Margaret Atwood Download Open image “I felt white, drained of blood, cared for, purified. Peaceful.” — Margaret Atwood ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Blood Drained Felt Injury Peaceful Self - injury White
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“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
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I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me. — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
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