This is how the girl who couldn't speak and the man who couldn't see fell in love.
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Margaret Atwood
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Her own life is placid and satisfactory, but there is nothing much that can be said about happiness.

By Margaret Atwood

There I am, in the Grade Six class picture, smiling broadly.

By Margaret Atwood

Truly amazing, what people can get used to, as long as there are a few compensations.

By Margaret Atwood

Potential has a shelf life.

By Margaret Atwood

A home filled with nothing but yourself. It's heavy, that lightness. It's crushing, that emptiness.

By Margaret Atwood

The Loneliness of the Military Historian

By Margaret Atwood

Longed for him. Got him. Shit.

By Margaret Atwood

...yes, in the obscured sky a moon does float, newly, a wishing moon, a sliver of ancient rock, a goddess, a wink.

By Margaret Atwood The Handmaid's Tale

If I love you, is that a fact or a weapon?

By Margaret Atwood

The Eskimo has fifty-names for snow because it is important to them; there ought to be as many for love.

By Margaret Atwood

She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.

By Margaret Atwood

A truth should exist,

By Margaret Atwood

Hatred would have been easier. With hatred, I would have known what to do. Hatred is clear, metallic, one-handed, unwavering; unlike love.

By Margaret Atwood

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.

By Margaret Atwood

I don't smile. Why tempt her to friendship?

By Margaret Atwood
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