Show me a character totally without anxieties and I will show you a boring book.
MARGARET ATWOODConfronted 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?
More Margaret Atwood Quotes
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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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In the end, we’ll all become stories.
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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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Science fiction is filled with Martians and space travel to other planets, and things like that.
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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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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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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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And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.
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I 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.
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There’s always something to occupy the inquiring mind.
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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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Canada was built on dead beavers.
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These things you did were like prayers; you did them and you hoped they would save you. And for the most part they did. Or something did; you could tell by the fact that you were still alive.
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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.
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Victorian literature was my subject at Harvard.
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