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Margaret Atwood

How shrunk, how dwindled, in our times Creation’s mighty seed – For Man has broke the Fellowship With murder, lust, and greed.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Greed Lust Men
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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Air Love Sleep Unnoticed
I was kidnapped by literature at a young age and never wanted to be ransomed.
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Age Literature Young
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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Analysis Benefit Cost Nature Running
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
I lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or a voice. I have come to the edge, of the land. I could get pushed over.
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Fear Lying Night
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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Distract Multitasking Whim
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
I grew up in the north woods of Canada. You had to know certain things about survival. Wilderness survival courses weren’t very formalized when I was growing up, but I was taught certain things about what to do if I got lost in the woods.
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Grow Survival Wood
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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Shelves Silent Use
we lived in the gaps between the stories
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Gap Handmaid Stories Tale
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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Awkward Boys Girl
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
There’s always something to occupy the inquiring mind.
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Inquiring Mind
Don’t misunderstand me. I am not scoffing at goodness, which is far more difficult to explain than evil, and far more complicated. But sometimes it’s hard to put up with.
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Complicated Evil Sometimes
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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Children Fall Summer

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