Quotes about Morality
you could believe you were living virtuously and also murder people if you were a fanatic.
— Margaret Atwood
but they mean well, I remind myself. Is that ever a convincing excuse when there's blood on the carpet?
— Margaret Atwood
Unlike some other religions, we have never felt it served a higher purpose to lie to children about geology.
— Margaret Atwood
What will Ofwarren give birth to? A baby, as we all hope? Or something else, an Unbaby, with a pinhead or a snout like a dog's, or two bodies, or a hole in its heart or no arms, or webbed hands and feet? There's no telling. They could tell once, with machines, but that is now outlawed. What would be the point of knowing, anyway? You can't have them taken out; whatever it is must be carried to term.
— Margaret Atwood
I am not scoffing at goodness, which is far more difficult to explain than evil, and just as complicated. But sometimes it's hard to put up with.
— Margaret Atwood
Aunt Lydia, you are too good," he will beam. Too good to be true, I will think. Too good for this earth. Good, be thou my evil.
— Margaret Atwood
He can see the point of venison, of killing to eat, but to have a cut-off head on your wall? What does it prove, except that a deer can't pull a trigger?
— Margaret Atwood
Maybe it's about who can do what to whom and be forgiven for it. Never tell me it amounts to the same thing.
— Margaret Atwood
How easy it is to invent humanity, for anyone at all. What an available temptation.
— Margaret Atwood
A rebuke, a palpable rebuke! How dare she? He was already middle-aged when she was born! He could have been her father! He could have been her child molester!
— Margaret Atwood
Who can fathom the secrets of the human soul?" I said. "None of us is exempt from sin.
— Margaret Atwood
Now young lady,' he said to me, 'I'm not going to chastize you personally because I can see you are a nice girl and only the innocent means to this abominable end. But you will be so kind as to give these tracts to your employers. Who can tell but that their hearts may yet be softened? The propagation of drink and of drunkenness to excess is an iniquity, a sin against the Lord.
— Margaret Atwood