oil paints...the look of licked lips. Margaret Atwood More Quotes by Margaret Atwood More Quotes From Margaret Atwood Truly amazing, what people can get used to, as long as there are a few compensations. Margaret Atwood used long people 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...but there’s something dead about it, something deserted. Margaret Atwood arms body real A rat in a maze is free to go anywhere, as long as it stays inside the maze. Margaret Atwood mazes rats long Tell what is yours to tell. Let others tell what is theirs. Margaret Atwood I wish this story were different. I wish it were more civilized. I wish it showed me in a better light, if not happier, than at least more active, less hesitant, less distracted by trivia. I wish it had more shape. I wish t were about love, or about sudden realizations important to one’s life, or even about sunsets, birds, rainstorms, or snow. I’m sorry there is so much pain in this story. I’m sorry it’s in fragments, like a body caught in crossfire or pulled apart by force. But there is nothing I can do to change it. Margaret Atwood sunset pain sorry I myself have 12 hats and each one represents a different personality. Why just be yourself. Margaret Atwood being-yourself different personality When you're young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away. You're your own speeding car. You think you can get rid of things, and people too—leave them behind. You don't yet know about the habit they have, of coming back. Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you've been. Margaret Atwood dream moving thinking I write as if I've lived a lot of things I haven't lived. Margaret Atwood ifs havens writing Better not to invent her in her absence. Better to wait until she's actually here. Then he can make her up as she goes along. Margaret Atwood absence waiting You can wet the rim of a glass and run your finger around the rim and it will make a sound. This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter. I want to be with someone. Margaret Atwood glasses sound running Reading and writing, like everything else, improve with practice. And, of course, if there are no young readers and writers, there will shortly be no older ones. Literacy will be dead, and democracy - which many believe goes hand in hand with it - will be dead as well. Margaret Atwood reading writing believe We want to get there faster. Get where? Wherever we are not. But a human soul can only go as fast as a man can walk, they used to say. In that case, where are all the souls? Left behind. They wander here and there, slowly, dim lights flickering in the marshes at night, looking for us. But they're not nearly fast enough, not for us, we're way ahead of them, they'll never catch up. That's why we can go so fast: our souls don't weigh us down. Margaret Atwood light men night The goals of the feminist movement have not been achieved, and those who claim we're living in a post-feminist era are either sadly mistaken or tired of thinking about the whole subject. Margaret Atwood tired goal thinking It's impossible to say a thing exactly the way it was, because of what you say can never be exact, you always have to leave something out, there are too many parts, sides, crosscurrents, nuances; too many gestures, which could mean this or that, too many shapes which can never be fully described, too many flavors, in the air or on the tongue, half-colors, too many. Margaret Atwood color air mean To want is to have a weakness. Margaret Atwood weakness want I am rather saddened at the end of a book. I think most writers find this. It's like a friend departing on a voyage. Margaret Atwood saddened book thinking I hate to break this to you: One of these days I'm going to die. I expect that when I croak I'll no longer be using Twitter, unless I can do it from the grave. Margaret Atwood graves hate break ...we must be a beacon of hope, because if you tell people there's nothing they can do, they will do worse than nothing. Margaret Atwood beacons can-do people We are a society dying, said Aunt Lydia, of too much choice. Margaret Atwood aunt choices dying Communications technology changes possibilities for communication, but that doesn't mean it changes the inherited structure of the brain. So you may think that you're addicted to online reading, but as soon as it isn't available anymore, your brain will pretty immediately adjust to other forms of reading. It's a habit like all habits. Margaret Atwood communication reading mean
