Quotes about Perspective
When in doubt, when flat on your back, you can look at the ceiling. Who knows what you may see, up there? Funeral wreaths and angels, constellations of dust, stellar or otherwise, the puzzles left by spiders. There's always something to occupy the inquiring mind.
— Margaret Atwood
The living bird is not its labeled bones.
— Margaret Atwood
but they mean well, I remind myself. Is that ever a convincing excuse when there's blood on the carpet?
— Margaret Atwood
But if you happen to be a man, sometime in the future, and you've made it this far, please remember: you will never be subjected to the temptation of feeling you must forgive, a man, as a woman.
— 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 as tourists.
— Margaret Atwood
I didn't want to identify the body, or see it at all. If you don't see the body, it's easier to believe nobody's dead.
— Margaret Atwood
The way I understand things, the Bible may have been thought out by God, but it was written down by men. And like everything men write down, such as the newspapers, they got the main story right but some of the details wrong.
— Margaret Atwood
What could be done? We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?
— Margaret Atwood
I do have a life,' says Charis, blinking wet eyes. 'You have a rich inner life,' says Tony firmly. 'More than most.
— Margaret Atwood
He's a young man, my own age or a little older, which is young for a man although not for a woman
— Margaret Atwood
You should always try to imagine what they must be feeling. Of course they will resent you. It is only natural. Try to feel for them. Aunt Lydia thought she was very good at feeling for other people. Try to pity them. Forgive them, for they know not what they do.
— Margaret Atwood
It would be nice to believe that love should be dished out in a fair way so that everyone got some. But that wasn't how it was going to be for me.
— Margaret Atwood