“ He loved her so much when he made her unhappy, or else when she made him unhappy: at these moments he scarcely knew which was which. He would pat her, standing well back as with strange dogs, stretchi… Margaret Atwood
“ He drowned his sorrows, though like other drowned things they had a habit of floating to the surface when least expected. Margaret Atwood
“ He could never get used to her, she was fresh every time, she was a casketful of secrets. Margaret Atwood
“ Had he been a lunatic or an intellectually honourable man who'd thought things through to their logical conclusion? And was there any difference? Margaret Atwood
“ Everything that went on in your life was thought to be due to some positive or negative power emanating from inside your head. Margaret Atwood
“ Everyone thinks writers must know more about the inside of the human head, but that's wrong. They know less, that's why they write. Trying to find out what everyone else takes for granted. Margaret Atwood
“ Eu gostaria de não ter vergonha. Gostaria de ser sem vergonha. Gostaria de ser ignorante. Então eu não saberia o quanto era ignorante. Margaret Atwood
“ 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. Margaret Atwood
“ Doing their job, said Cora. Keeping us safe.Nothing safer than dead, said Rita, angrily. Margaret Atwood
“ Death is much too high a price to pay for the satisfaction of curiosity, needless to say. Margaret Atwood
“ Charis herself gave up Christianity a long time ago. For one thing, the Bible is full of meat: animals being sacrificed, lambs, bullocks, doves. Cain was right to offer up the vegetables, God was wron… Margaret Atwood
“ Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings, I can stroke myself, under the dry white sheet… Margaret Atwood
“ But thoughtless ingratitude is the armour of the young; without it, how would they ever get through life? The old wish the young well, but they wish them ill also: they would like to eat them up, and… Margaret Atwood
“ But then it came to me that who I really am is a person who doesn't need to know who he really is, in the usual sense. What does it mean, anyway - family background and so forth? People use it mostly… Margaret Atwood
“ But something had shifted, some balance. I felt shrunken, so that when he put his arms around me, gathering me up, I was as small as a doll. I felt love going forward without me. Margaret Atwood
“ But it seems she’d wanted children after all, because when she was told she’d been accidentally sterilized she could feel all the light leaking out of her. Margaret Atwood
“ But in the end, back she comes. There's no use resisting. She goes to him for amnesia, for oblivion. She renders herself up, is blotted out; enters the darkness of her own body, forgets her name. Immo… Margaret Atwood
“ But if its a story, even in my head, I must be telling it to someone. You don't tell a story only to yourself. There's always someone. Margaret Atwood
