Quotes About Margaret

It's clear, it's fresh, like a mint candy.

Being socially retarded is like being mentally retarded, it arouses in others disgust and pity and the desire to torment and reform.

Don't blame me, blame history, he says, smiling. Such things happen. Falling in love has been recorded, or at least those words have.

All myths are stories, but not all stories are myths: among stories, myths hold a special place.

It was Crake preserving his dignity, because the alternative would have been losing it.

Each thing is valid and really there. It is through a field of such valid objects that I must pick my way, every day and in every way. I put a lot of effort into making such distinctions. I need to make them. I need to be very clear, in my own mind.

The fact is that I hate this city. I've hated it so long I can hardly remember feeling any other way about it.

Orpheus 2 He has been trying to sing Love into existence again And he has failed.

The pen between my fingers is sensuous, alive almost, I can feel its power, the power of the words it contains.

Four angels standing round my bed, Two to feet and two to head; One to watch and one to pray, And two to carry my soul away.

What's the difference between vision and a vision? The former relates to something it's assumed you've seen, the latter to something it's assumed you haven't. Language is not always dependable either.

Red all over the cupboard, mirth rhymes with birth, oh to die of laughter.

But we own nothing they want, so we don't qualify as terrorists.

Antinous sighed. 'The gods wanted to destroy us,' he said. 'That's everyone's excuse for behaving badly,' I said.

left lipstick imprints the shape of grateful, rubbery sighs...

As for you, she'd say to me, you're just a backlash. Flash in the pan. History will absolve me. But

But to note is not to disparage. All observations of life are harsh, because life is. I lament that fact, but I cannot change it.

still at the table, engaged no doubt in some kind of arcane flirtation, she for practise, he in pathetic earnest. Toby

And it's not the real Elvis you need to resemble, it's the imitation Elvises. Not hard to look like one of them.

I whispered into her ear, or meant to whisper – Bless you. Be careful. Anyone intending to meddle with words needs such blessing, such warning.

cocked his head. "And who is this?" As if he did not know. "Guess," said Tigellinus. He scrutinized me. "Can it be—is it Apollo himself, come to select a new team of horses to

cassis, which she took to her bedroom to drink in private

whatever they were about. The Colonel said, 'Has her suitcase been found?' 'Not much hope of that.

retreat to Dunkirk. I didn't hear for nearly