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We are silent, considering shortfalls. There’s not much time left, for us to become what we once intended. Jon had potential, but it’s not a word that can be used comfortably any more. Potential has a shelf-life.

Margaret Atwood

It made him feel invisible—not that he wanted to feel anything else.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Feel Invisible Made
Stick a shovel into the ground almost anywhere and some horrible thing or other will come to light. Good for trade, we thrive on bones; without them there’d be no stories.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Good Light Stick Stories
You can pretty much trace when the big individual indebtedness kicked in, and it was when the credit card became generally available.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Cards Credit Individual
I read for pleasure and that is the moment I learn the most.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Inspirational Inspire Motivational
Once upon a time, novelists of the 19th century, such as Charles Dickens, published in serial form.
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Century Novelist Once Time Upon
Too much God and you overdose. God needs to be filtered.
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God Much Need
we lived in the gaps between the stories
MARGARET ATWOOD

Gap Handmaid Stories Tale
Immortality,’ said Crake, ‘ is a concept. If you take ‘mortality’ as being, not death, but the foreknowledge of it and the fear of it, then ‘immortality’ is the absence of such fear. Babies are immortal. Edit out the fear, and you’ll be.
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Absence Baby Immortality
The heart with letters on it shining like a light bulb through the trim hole painted in the chest, art history.
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Art Light Shine
I’m a novelist, and idle speculation is what novelists do. How odd to spend one’s life trying to pretend that non-existent people are real: though no odder, I suppose, than what government bureaucrats do, which is trying to pretend that real people are non-existent.
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Government People Real
And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.
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Hurt Intention Need Someone
The way love feels is always only approximate. I would like to be without shame. I would like to be shameless. I would like to be ignorant. Then I would not know how ignorant I was.
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Ignorant Shame Way
It’s evening, one of those gray water-color washes, like liquid dust.
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Color Dust Water
Maybe that’s what love is, I thought: it’s being pissed off.
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Emotion Love Piss
Although from you I far must roam, do not be broken hearted. We two, who in the souls are one, are never truly parted.
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Broken Roam Soul Two
When any civilization is dust and ashes,” he said, “art is all that’s left over. Images, words, music. Imaginative structures. Meaning—human meaning, that is—is defined by them. You have to admit that.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Art Civilization Dust

We are silent, considering shortfalls. There’s not much time left, for us to become what we once intended. Jon had potential, but it’s not a word that can be used comfortably any more. Potential has a shelf-life.

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We are silent, considering shortfalls. There’s not much time left, for us to become what we once intended. Jon had potential, but it’s not a word that can be used comfortably any more. Potential has a shelf-life.

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