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Margaret Atwood

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 ATWOOD

Boy Girl School
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
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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Alive Fact Prayer
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
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 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
Maybe that’s what love is, I thought: it’s being pissed off.
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Emotion Love Piss
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 was kidnapped by literature at a young age and never wanted to be ransomed.
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Age Literature Young
Science fiction is filled with Martians and space travel to other planets, and things like that.
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Fiction Planet Space
I don’t think of poetry as a ‘rational’ activity but as an aural one. My poems usually begin with words or phrases which appeal more because of their sound than their meaning, and the movement and phrasing of a poem are very important to me.
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Important Sound Think
In the end, we’ll all become stories.
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Biography Decade End Stories
It made him feel invisible—not that he wanted to feel anything else.
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Feel Invisible Made
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
If one of the arguments against eating meat is to do with cruelty and animal intelligence, then lab meat avoids that. There’s also the environmental argument for it.
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Animal Environmental Meat
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
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
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
There’s always something to occupy the inquiring mind.
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Inquiring Mind
we lived in the gaps between the stories
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Gap Handmaid Stories Tale
It’s evening, one of those gray water-color washes, like liquid dust.
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Color Dust Water
Better never means better for everyone… It always means worse, for some.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Change Handmaid Mean Tale
Waste not want not. I am not being wasted. Why do I want?
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Handmaid Need Tale Waste
I did not know how to paint or even what to paint, but I knew I had to begin.
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Begin Country Paint People
I’m bad at picking heroes.
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Bad Hero Pick Theory
And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.
MARGARET ATWOOD

Hurt Intention Need Someone

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