Quote by Margaret Atwood Download Open image ““Nothing wrecks your nails like a lethal pandemic plague,”” — Margaret Atwood ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Nothing wrecks your nails like a lethal pandemic plague,” but we did our nails anyway.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“There was dirt under my fingernails for the first fourteen years of my life. It has most likely seeped into my blood.” — Robin LaFevers Copy Share Image
“I bite my fingernails till they look like disease, pull strips of my skin away. Get Daddy's razor out cabinet. Cut cut cut arm wrist, not trying to die, trying to plug myself back in. (111)” — Sapphire Copy Share
“Yes, I'm tough as nails, got a heart of steel I will never fear for I will never feel.” — Hal Ketchum Copy Share Image
“One should let one’s fingernails grow for a fortnight. Oh! how sweet to snatch brutally from his bed a boy who has as yet nothing upon his upper lip, and, with eyes open wide, to feign to stroke his forehead softly, brushing back his beautiful locks! And all of a sudden, just when he least expects it, to sink your… — Comte de Lautréamont Copy Share
“You’re only helpless when your nails are drying and even then I’m sure you could still pull the trigger if you had to.” — T.K. Leigh Copy Share Image
“I had to claw back into the world, dig in no matter if my nails cracked and bled, hold on with everything I had.” — Tarun Shanker & Kelly Zekas 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
