“ There goes this day, down to where all the other days have gone, each one carrying something away with it. Margaret Atwood
“ Because that was the effect love had on you. It snuck up on you, grabbed hold of you before you know it, and then there was nothing you could do. Once you were in it - in love - you would be swept awa… Margaret Atwood
“ But love was undependable, it came and then it went; so it was good to have a money value, because then at least those who wanted to make a profit from you made sure you were fed enough and not damage… Margaret Atwood
“ You say, Do you / love me, do you love me / I answer you: / I stretch your arms out / one to either side, / your head slumps forward. Margaret Atwood
“ You know I love you. You’re the only one. She isn’t the first woman he’s ever said that to. He shouldn’t have used it up so much earlier in his life, he shouldn’t have treated it like a tool, a wedge,… Margaret Atwood
“ You don't look back along time but down through it, like water. Sometimes this comes to the surface, sometimes that, sometimes nothing. Nothing goes away. Margaret Atwood
“ With no orders to follow, she occupies her mind by painting her nails, which is a very soothing thing to do when you’re anxious and keyed up. Some people like to throw objects, such as glasses of wate… Margaret Atwood
“ Wild geese fly south, creaking like anguished hinges; along the riverbank the candles of the sumacs burn dull red. It's the first week of October. Season of woolen garments taken out of mothballs; of… Margaret Atwood
“ Why is it he feels some line has been crossed, some boundary transgressed? How much is too much, how far is too far? Margaret Atwood
“ Why do men want to kill the bodies of other men? Women don't want to kill the bodies of other women, by and large. As far as we know.Here are some traditional reasons: Loot. Territory. Lust for power.… Margaret Atwood
“ Why couldn’t the two of them have gone on and on forever? Himself and Constance, sun and moon, each one of them shining, though in different ways. Instead of which he’s here, forsaken by her, abandone… Margaret Atwood
“ Why can't I believe? she asked the darkness. Behind her eyelids she saw an animal. It was golden colour, with gentle green eyes and canine teeth, and curly wool instead of fur. It opened its mouth, bu… Margaret Atwood
“ When I saw that, the evidence left by two people, of love or something like it, desire at least, at least touch, between two people now perhaps old or dead, I covered the bed again and lay down on it.… Margaret Atwood
“ When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes in the darkness of the movie theaters, the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sidew… Margaret Atwood
“ What was in them was promise. They dealt in transformations; they suggested an endless series of possibilities, extending like the reflections in two mirrors set facing one another, stretching on, rep… Margaret Atwood
