“ Her own marriage had been arranged, would things have turned out any worse than they did? Is it fair, to send inexperienced young girls out into the wild forest to fend for themselves? Girls with big… Margaret Atwood
“ [T]he mothers who had sold their children felt empty and sad. They felt as if this act, done freely by themselves (no one had forced them, no one had threatened them) had not been performed willingly.… Margaret Atwood
“ You'll have to face it, the endings are the same however you slice it. Don't be deluded by any other endings, they're all fake, either deliberately fake, with malicious intent to deceive, or just moti… Margaret Atwood
“ You can only be jealous of someone who has something you think you ought to have yourself. Margaret Atwood
“ Why do we want other people to like us, even if we don't really care about them all that much? Margaret Atwood
“ When you can't tell the difference between your own pleasure and your pain then you're an addict. Margaret Atwood
“ When they're gone out of his head, these words, they'll be gone, everywhere, forever. As if they had never been. Margaret Atwood
“ Though at that time men and women tried each other on, casually, like suits, rejecting whatever did not fit. Margaret Atwood
“ The Chorus Line:A Rope-Jumping Rhymewe are the maidsthe ones you killedthe ones you failedwe danced in airour bare feet twitchedit was not fairwith every goddess, queen, and bitchfrom there to hereyou… Margaret Atwood
“ That was all quite long ago. I see it in retrospect, indulgently, from the point I've reached now. But how else could I see it. We can't really travel to the past, no matter how we try. if we do, it's… Margaret Atwood
“ She'd love to go over him with a fine-toothed comb. Rummage around in him. Turn him upside down. Empty him out. Margaret Atwood
“ She writes like an angel, it says of Laura on the back of one of the editions of The Blind Assassin. An American edition, as I recall, with gold scrollwork on the cover: they set a lot of store by ang… Margaret Atwood
“ She liked to keep only the bright side of herself turned towards him. She liked to shine. Margaret Atwood