Quotes About Atwood

I learned to read very early so I could read the comics, which I then started to draw.

remain today, among them the Rookery, its top-floor library much as it was during that magical meeting in February 1891, and the Reliance Building, beautifully transformed into the Hotel Burnham. Its restaurant is called the Atwood, after Charles Atwood, who replaced Root as Burnham's chief designer.

The answers you get from literature depend on the questions you pose.

All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel.

It's always encouraging to be told that it is intellectually acceptable to read the sorts of things that you like to read anyway.

It is shocking how many crimes the Bible contains. The Governor's wife should cut them all out and paste them into her scrapbook.

God is a cluster of neurons.

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.

At this dim season of the year we hunger for such tales. Winter's tales, they are. We want to huddle round them, as if around a small but cheerful fire... It was the right thing to do on the darkest day of the year.

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.

The genres, it is thought, have other designs on us. They want to entertain, as opposed to rubbing our noses in the daily grit produced by the daily grind. Unhappily for realistic novelists, the larger reading public likes being entertained.

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.

Death is a beautiful woman, with wings and one breast almost bare; or is that Victory? I can't remember. They

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