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In the end, we’ll all become stories.

Margaret Atwood

How shrunk, how dwindled, in our times Creation’s mighty seed – For Man has broke the Fellowship With murder, lust, and greed.
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Greed Lust Men
Canada was built on dead beavers.
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Beaver Built Country People
Too much God and you overdose. God needs to be filtered.
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God Much Need
Confronted by too much emptiness … the brain invents. Loneliness creates company as thirst creates water. How many sailors have been wrecked in pursuit of islands that were merely a shimmering?
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Island Loneliness Water
The object is very clear in the fight against racism; you have reasons why you’re opposed to it. But when you’re writing a novel, you don’t want the reader to come out of it voting yes or no to some question. Life is more complicated than that.
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Fight Racism Write
Better never means better for everyone… It always means worse, for some.
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Change Handmaid Mean Tale
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
The biggest debt is always the government debt; it’s always debt that government has run up on your behalf.
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Debt Government Run
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.
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Good Light Stick Stories
Vampires get the joy of flying around and living forever, werewolves get the joy of animal spirits. But zombies, they’re not rich, or aristocratic, they shuffle around. They’re a group phenomenon, they’re not very fast, they’re quite sickly. So what’s the pleasure of being one?
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Animal Forever Joy
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
Farewells can be shattering, but returns are surely worse. Solid flesh can never live up to the bright shadow cast by its absence.
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Farewell Flesh Shadow
I was kidnapped by literature at a young age and never wanted to be ransomed.
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Age Literature Young
It’s evening, one of those gray water-color washes, like liquid dust.
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Color Dust Water
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
In the end, we’ll all become stories.
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