Margaret Eleanor Atwood (born November 18, 1939) is a Canadian poet, novelist, literary critic, essayist, teacher, environmental activist, and inventor. Since 1961, she has published eighteen books of poetry, eighteen novels, eleven books of non-fiction, nine collections of short fiction, eight children's books, two graphic novels, and a number of...
She wasn't ready to settle down, she told her friends. That was one way of putting it. Another would have been that she had not found anyone to settle down with. There had been several men in her life, but they hadn't been convincing. They'd been somewhat like her table—quickly acquired, brightened up a little, but temporary. The time for that kind of thing was running out, however. She was tired of renting.
—Margaret Atwood in Moral Disorder: and Other Stories
Sympathy from strangers can be ruinous.
You refuse to own yourself, you permit others to do it for you.
We must accept that this creative pulse within us is God's creative pulse itself.
Only exceptionally rational men can afford to be absurd.
Irrationally held truths may be more harmful than reasoned errors.