Margaret Atwood Quotes About Eyes

Quotes about: Eyes

• 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

• But we still find the world astounding, we can't get enough of it; even as it shrivels, even as its many lights flicker and are extinguished (the tigers, the leopard frogs, the plunging dolphin flukes), flicker and are extinguished, by us, by us, we gaze and gaze. Where do you draw the line, between love and greed? We never did know, we always wanted more. We want to take it all in, for one last time, we want to eat the world with our eyes.

  Margaret Atwood

  Eye, Light, Greed

• 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

• You fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye

  Margaret Atwood

  Eye, Hook, Fit

  Margaret Atwood (1987). “Selected Poems, 1965-1975”, p.141, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• 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

• No more photos. Surely there are enough. No more shadows of myself thrown by light onto pieces of paper, onto squares of plastic. No more of my eyes, mouths, noses, moods, bad angles. No more yawns, teeth, wrinkles. I suffer from my own multiplicity. Two or three images would have been enough, or four, or five. That would have allowed for a firm idea: This is she. As it is, I'm watery, I ripple, from moment to moment I dissolve into my other selves. Turn the page: you, looking, are newly confused. You know me too well to know me. Or not too well: too much.

  Margaret Atwood

  Confused, Eye, Ideas

  Margaret Atwood (2007). “The Tent”, p.23, Anchor

• Fatigue is here, in my body, in my legs and eyes. That is what gets you in the end. Faith is only a word, embroidered.

  Margaret Atwood

  Eye, Body, Legs

  Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.292, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• An eye for an eye only leads to more blindness.

  Margaret Atwood

  Inspirational, Life, Eye

• Every ending is arbitrary, because the end is where you write The end. A period, a dot of punctuation, a point of stasis. A pinprick in the paper: you could put your eye to it and see through, to the other side, to the beginning of something else. Or, as Tony says to her students, Time is not a solid, like wood, but a fluid, like water or the wind. It doesn't come neatly cut into even-sized length, into decades and centuries. Nevertheless, for our purposes we have to pretend it does. The end of any history is a lie in which we all agree to conspire.

  Margaret Atwood

  Lying, Eye, Writing

• When they came to harvest my corpse (open your mouth, close your eyes) cut my body from the rope, surprise, surprise: I was still alive. Tough luck, folks, I know the law: you can't execute me twice for the same thing. How nice. I fell to the clover, breathed it in, and bared my teeth at them in a filthy grin. You can imagine how that went over. Now I only need to look out at them through my sky-blue eyes. They see their own ill will staring then in the forehead and turn tail Before, I was not a witch. But now I am one.

  Margaret Atwood

  Nice, Eye, Cutting

• Time rises and rises, and when it reaches the level of your eyes you drown.

  Margaret Atwood

  Eye, Levels

  Margaret Atwood (2000). “The Blind Assassin”, Random House Large Print Publishing

• All Creatures know that some must die That all the rest may take and eat; Sooner or later, all transform Their blood to wine, their flesh to meat. But Man alone seeks Vengefulness, And writes his abstract Laws on stone; For this false Justice he has made, He tortures limb and crushes bone. Is this the image of a god? My tooth for yours, your eye for mine? Oh, if Revenge did move the stars Instead of Love, they would not shine.

  Margaret Atwood

  Crush, Stars, Revenge

  Margaret Atwood (2009). “The Year of the Flood”, p.423, Anchor

• Axiom: you are a sea. Your eye- lids curve over chaos My hands where they touch you, create small inhabited islands soon you will be all earth: a known land, a country.

  Margaret Atwood

  Country, Eye, Islands

  Margaret Atwood (1987). “Selected Poems, 1965-1975”, p.78, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Keep an eye on the weather, which is changing faster than predicted, and on the new diseases escaping or being made, even as we speak. It's a race between new tech and biosphere bankruptcy, I'd say.

  Margaret Atwood

  Eye, Race, Escaping

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• Where do you draw the line, between love and greed? We never did know, we always wanted more. We want to take it all in, for one last time, we want to eat the world with our eyes.

  Margaret Atwood

  Eye, Greed, World

• 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

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