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there's often more in silences than in what is actually said — in the lips pressed together, the head turned away, the quick sideways glance. The shoulders drawn up as if carrying a heavy weight.
— Margaret Atwood
I sink down into my body as into a swamp, fenland, where only I know the footing. Treacherous ground, my own territory.
— Margaret Atwood
The moment of betrayal is the worst, the moment when you know beyond any doubt that you've been betrayed: that some other human being has wished you that much evil. It was like being in an elevator cut loose at the top. Falling, falling, and not knowing when you will hit.
— Margaret Atwood
But hatred and viciousness are addictive.
— Margaret Atwood
If it hurts and you feel sick and it's making you ugly, take this, from HelthWyzer; if you're ugly and it hurts and you feel sick about it, take that, from AnooYoo.
— Margaret Atwood
your kiss no longer literature but fine print, a set of instructions.
— Margaret Atwood
Maybe nothing happened, maybe these emotions I remember are not the right emotions.
— Margaret Atwood
I stand in the dark, start to unbutton. Then I hear something inside my body. I've broken, something has cracked, that must be it. Noise is coming up, coming out, of the broken place, in my face. Without warning: I wasn't thinking about here or there or anywhere. If I let the noise get out into the air it will be laughter, too loud, too much of it, someone is bound to hear.
— Margaret Atwood
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.
— Margaret Atwood
What would that be like - to long, to yearn for someone who is right there before your eyes, day in and day out?
— Margaret Atwood
You can fall in love with anybody — a fool, a criminal, a nothing. There are no good rules.
— Margaret Atwood
Free love," Aunt Beatrice said scornfully. "It's never free. There's always a price.
— Margaret Atwood