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.
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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Canada was built on dead beavers.
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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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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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Once upon a time, novelists of the 19th century, such as Charles Dickens, published in serial form.
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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 didn’t go to school for a full year until I was 12. In the summer I was a wild child in the woods, with no shoes, and in the fall it was back to the city, shoe shops and school.
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The biggest debt is always the government debt; it’s always debt that government has run up on your behalf.
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Maybe that’s what love is, I thought: it’s being pissed off.
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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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Hunger is a powerful reorganizer of the conscience.
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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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we lived in the gaps between the stories
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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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I read for pleasure and that is the moment I learn the most.
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I did not know how to paint or even what to paint, but I knew I had to begin.
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