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?
MARGARET ATWOODI walk away from him. It’s enormously pleasing to me, this walking away. It’s like being able to make people appear and vanish, at will.
More Margaret Atwood Quotes
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Science fiction is filled with Martians and space travel to other planets, and things like that.
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I read for pleasure and that is the moment I learn the most.
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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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Waste not want not. I am not being wasted. Why do I want?
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In the end, we’ll all become stories.
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Maybe that’s what love is, I thought: it’s being pissed off.
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Hunger is a powerful reorganizer of the conscience.
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Victorian literature was my subject at Harvard.
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I’m from the generation that had the boys’ door and the girls’ door when you went to school, and you got in big trouble if you went in the wrong one.
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I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.
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I’m not used to girls, or familiar with their customs. I feel awkward around them, I don’t know what to say. I know the unspoken rules of boys, but with girls I sense that I am always on the verge of some unforeseen, calamitous blunder.
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Canada was built on dead beavers.
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Nature is an expert in cost-benefit analysis,’ she says. ‘Although she does her accounting a little differently. As for debts, she always collects in the long run.
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I’m a person of whim, and easily distracted. I don’t like multitasking. When I’m doing one thing, I like to do just that thing.
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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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