Margaret Atwood Quotes About Darkness

Quotes about: Darkness

• All fathers are invisible in daytime; daytime is ruled by mothers and fathers come out at night. Darkness brings home fathers, with their real, unspeakable power. There is more to fathers than meets the eye.

  Margaret Atwood

  Daughter, Mother, Father

• To live in prison is to live without mirrors. To live without mirrors is to live without the self. She is living selflessly, she finds a hole in the stone wall and on the other side of the wall, a voice. The voice comes through darkness and has no face. This voice becomes her mirror.

  Margaret Atwood

  Wall, Mirrors, Self

  Margaret Atwood (1987). “Selected Poems II: Poems Selected & New 1976-1986”, p.17, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future.

  Margaret Atwood

  Eye, Knowing, Broken

  FaceBook post by Margaret Atwood from Dec 23, 2013

• When I am lonely for boys it’s their bodies I miss. I study their hands lifting the cigarettes in the darkness of the movie theaters, the slope of a shoulder, the angle of a hip. Looking at them sideways, I examine them in different lights. My love for them is visual: that is the part of them I would like to possess. Don’t move, I think. Stay like that, let me have that.

  Margaret Atwood

  Lonely, Moving, Boys

  FaceBook post by Margaret Atwood from Jan 01, 2013

• I think of bad news as a huge bird, with the wings of a crow and the face of my Grade Four school teacher, sparse bun, rancid teeth, wrinkly frown, pursed mouth and all, sailing around the world under cover of darkness pleased to be the bearer of ill tidings, carrying a basket of rotten eggs, and knowing- as the sun comes up- exactly where to drop them. On me, for one.

  Margaret Atwood

  Teacher, School, Thinking

  Margaret Atwood (2008). “Moral Disorder and Other Stories”, p.5, Anchor

• They are hypocrites, they think the Church is a cage to keep God in, so he will stay locked up there and not go wandering about the earth during the week, poking his nose into their business, and looking in the depths and darkness and doubleness of their hearts, and their lack of true charity; and they believed they need only be bothered about him on Sundays when they have their best clothes on and their faces straight, and their hands washed and their gloves on, and their stories all prepared.

  Margaret Atwood

  Love, Hypocrite, Heart

  Margaret Atwood (2011). “Alias Grace: A Novel”, p.254, Anchor

• Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover. Like smoke from an unseen fire, a line of fire just below the horizon, brushfire or a burning city. Maybe night falls because it’s heavy, a thick curtain pulled up over the eyes. Wool blanket.

  Margaret Atwood

  Fall, Sunset, Eye

  Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.191, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Was this a betrayal, or was it an act of courage? Perhaps both. Neither one involves forethought: such things take place in an instant, in an eyeblink. This can only be because they have been rehearsed by us already, over and over, in silence and darkness; in such silence, such darkness, that we are ignorant of them ourselves. Blind but sure-footed, we step forward as if into a remembered dance.

  Margaret Atwood

  Betrayal, Silence, Darkness

• But in the end, back she comes. There's no use resisting. She goes to him for amnesia, for oblivion. She renders herself up, is blotted out; enters the darkness of her own body, forgets her name. Immolation is what she wants, however briefly. To exist without boundaries.

  Margaret Atwood

  Names, Darkness, Use

  Margaret Atwood (2007). “The Blind Assassin: A Novel”, p.261, Anchor

• As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes.

  Margaret Atwood

  Past, Echoes, Darkness

  Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.311, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes. Voices may reach us from it; but what they say to us is imbued with the obscurity of the matrix out of which they come; and try as we may, we cannot always decipher them precisely in the clearer light of our day.

  Margaret Atwood

  Past, Echoes, Light

  Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.311, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Why can't I believe? she asked the darkness. Behind her eyelids she saw an animal. It was golden colour, with gentle green eyes and canine teeth, and curly wool instead of fur. It opened its mouth, but it did not speak. Instead, it yawned.It gazed at her. She gazed at it. "You are the effect of a carefully calibrated blend of plant toxins," she told it.Then she fell asleep.

  Margaret Atwood

  Believe, Eye, Animal

• The darkness is really out there. It's not something that's in my head, just. It's in my work because it's in the world.

  Margaret Atwood

  Darkness, World

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