“ There is something subversive about this garden of Serena's, a sense of buried things bursting upwards, wordlessly, into the light, as if to point, to say: Whatever is silenced will clamor to be heard… Margaret Atwood
“ That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before. Margaret Atwood
“ So we couldn't mingle with them, but we could eavesdrop. We got our knowledge that way--we caught it like germs. Margaret Atwood
“ Our curiosity is supposed to have limits, though these have never been defined exactly. Margaret Atwood
“ One day, he said that what you had to do in any adversarial situation was to kill the king, as in chess. I said people didn't have kings any more. He said he meant the centre of power, but today it wo… Margaret Atwood
“ Not a dandelion in sight here, the lawns are picked clean. I long for one, just one, rubbishy and insolently random and hard to get rid of and perennially yellow as the sun. Cheerful and plebeian, shi… Margaret Atwood
“ No more photos. Surely there are enough. No more shadows of myself thrown by light onto pieces of paper, onto squares of plastic. Margaret Atwood
“ Nature may be dumb as a sack of hammers, Zeb used to say, but it's smarter than you. Margaret Atwood
“ Most of us will. We'll choose knowledge no matter what, we'll maim ourselves in the process, we'll stick our hands into the flames for it if necessary. Curiosity is not our only motive: love or grief… Margaret Atwood
“ Love is giving, marriage is buying and selling. You can't put love into a contract. Margaret Atwood
“ Just remember this, when the scream at last has ended and you've turned on the lights: by the rules of the game, I must always lie. Margaret Atwood
“ It is very odd to be standing in a locked room in the Penitentiary, speaking with a strange man about France and Italy and Germany. A travelling man. He must be a wanderer, like Jeremiah the peddler.… Margaret Atwood
“ It is not only the body that travels, Adam One used to say, it is also the Soul. And the end of one journey is the beginning of another. Margaret Atwood
